Last week I went with my closest co-workers to Trondheim. We were going to attend to NKUL at NTNU – one out of two universities in the city. On the day I left Oslo – it was Wednesday – I kidnapped a notepad and a pen. This is what I wrote:
Tags: civil service, me, storytime, travel
I fucking (pardon my french) hate Mondays – especially nowadays. I wish I could use an universal eraser and wipe the forsaken day off everyones calendar. Though there is some elements that helps out: Coffee first of all. I’ve already had two good cups of this intoxicating drink, and I’m going to need alot more [...]
It’s with a numb right arm, stiff back and a heart in pain that I write these words. The horror that took place April 10th 2007, a week ago, have given me and all involved a lot to think about, like all the images that just keeps flashing when I close my eyes. It’s not [...]
Man I’m tired of all the feel-bad-during-Easter-commercials on TV. I’m up to here with it. Or even higher up! If Jesus would’ve existed, he’d used his wannabe-Jedi powers to stop me posting this post. See? No Jesus. The bloke’s dead, allthough there are masses outside there who don’t believe me. As if it’s enough to [...]
Tags: storytime
The weather outside is not, in fact, delightful. I sometimes wish I was back at that steaming hot island in Greece. No what was it called again…ahh Skiathos. The island with craploads of beaches and an uneven lousy road that only went on about 3 kilometres (before it abruptly ended). Though I’d wish me back [...]
This one didn’t make it into the old b2 archive of mine. It’s actually the post I’ve been most happy to write, since I don’t know how to be funny. Sometimes I’ve got a lot on my mind which I want to tell someone about, and sometimes I just can’t express myself good enough to [...]
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