NaNoWriMo 2006

National Novel Writing Month 2006!

NaNoWriMo is about writing 50. 000 words in 30 days (starting November 1st) and to manage that, you have to write approximately 1667 words each day. Today (which is day three) I have written 3. 160 words, so I am lagging a bit behind, heh. The whole thing was introduced to me through Foss, thank you for that :)

Their site is experiencing some trouble, but it is a very nice project I think and you should definitely check it out.

I do intend to reach the goal of 50. 000 words, if you want to have a look at my progress, you can see it here.

Name of my novel (which is obviously quantity before quality) is "Forever Autumn", I believe you can read an excerpt on my progress profile. ZING.

The Norwegian Backpack

Serves one

You will need these ingredients:

• 1 way too large a backpack, preferably waterproof,
  (flourescent or strong in colours and equipped with
  lots of little clasps, hooks, buttons, zippers,
  pockets and plenty of room.)
• 2 oranges, hard to peel
• 1 Norwegian chocolate of choice
  (according to regulations: Kvikk Lunsj)
• 1 Matpakke
  (this is your lunch)
• 1 pair of extra woollen socks
• 2 pairs of extra woollen mittens
• 1 extra woollen jumper
  (according to regulations: Lusekofte)
• 1 map of your destination
  (note: "Tur" theoretical course for beginners)
• 1 camera
• 1 pair of sunglasses
• 2-3 bottles of sunscreen/sunblock
• 1 Jacket
  (Anorakk according to regulations)
• 1 skiwax kit
  (make sure you have all the different colours)

Pack everything in the repulsive backpack and go skiing. Remember to show respect towards the weather forecasts, and more importantly: It is not a shame to turn around!

(Yeah right, if I catch you attempting to turn around ONE more time, I'm withdrawing your Norwegian Passport for good)

Winter!

Winter is here! yes I know that all that sounds a bit early. But it snowed in Oslo yesterday! At first it didn't stay in it's original shape, but melted instantly when touching the ground. However, as the traffic increased and the temperature went down (even further!) it decided to stick around.

So, while I am writing this, I can absolutely confirm the presence of snow in our garden and out on the streets- terrific!
I also did the clever move of stealing my duvet back today, because I had put clean covers on it and let Audun use it when he was here this weekend. But today I decided that it wasn't actually of much use when nobody was using it (strange how that makes sense, eh?)

I have slept wonderfully without my own duvet of course, as I have just been using another one. It's just that there is something special about using your own duvet. I am fully able to sleep anywhere, I think I could even sleep in a fishtank if the opportunity would cross my path.

(the drawing I made is of how well I could sleep in a fishtank, and also how it is possible to drool underwater).

omg wtf bbq kk gief plx lol ty np Chairman lmao zomg pwnt

Learn the internetspeak!

if you don't already know how to be geeky enough to understand all the amazing abbrevations of the intarweb, frolic in a bit of this.

(it is in Norwegian)

Also, Liv Elin and I decided to make a list of our own, it goes like this:
SUYDOS = Shut Up You Dirty Old Slag
DUYCF = Drink Up Your Coffee Fancyboy
RYTP = Remove Your Toe Please
LGOME = Let Go Of My Ear Please (letgoofme)
IHAARCOMH = I Have An Agitated Red Cat On My Head
MPIROMK = My Pet Is Running Over My Keyboard
HN = Hairy Nostril/Hairy n00b
LOL = Laughing Out Loud

okay, we are getting way too original for the internet, so we'll finish here.
SUYDOS!

It's always been you

That is the name of the song I am listening to right now, it's by Thomas Dybdahl, in fact, I have blogged about it before.

Weather in Oslo is dim, quite cold, but annoyingly refreshing.
Refreshing in a way you hate it. If you are so forgetful that you put moisturizer on your face in the morning, the liquid will feel tatooed to your face until you get inside or board a bus. It's cold in a way that makes your fingertips go a bit stiff and your nose go unconscious.

Tiny, thin clouds of smoke appear when you talk. When I was littler I used to pretend I was smoking. A friend and I would run around with sticks (not long sticks, plebface, short ones) in our mouths and do a posh stance before blowing a cloud of thick smoke with a sexy and dangerous look on our face. Of course we didn't really know what sexy would look like, but I swear we tried our best, wearing scarves up to our eyebrows that we had to continuously push down under our chins with frozen mittens. I get the image of the two of us doing that every time it gets cold enough for our breath to morph, which is, if I may add; very often.


Picture taken of my legs by Kida in Media Lesson earlier this year! ( when the trees were still green)

Pictures from Bergen

Yes! YES, I am strangely attracted to the sun. I like it very much.
I have mentioned before a project called "Skies" which I have been working on for the better part of the year, it is still not finished though, give me another couple of months and you'll see!

A part from that I do not recommend ancient jawbreakers as an afternoon treat. They go horrible after a few years it seems.