I can't seem to concentrate on blogging. It used to be something I really WANTED to do, like I had a need to get my mind down and out! Now I'm really squeeeezing my own brain dry just to jot down something like this.
Fictionally I could write page up and page down here, without a problem. But when it comes to my life there really isn't that much to tell that I don't feel I haven't said before.
Tink and I was out one night, painting it red or whatever you kids say these days. As usual, we couldn't get in at Mono, which is still very ironic, because we used to when we used our fake IDs when we were 15. We didn't even try this time, though. We just looked at the sign saying "22 years" and then left.
Some idiot tried chatting me up at Fridays, he had a Kristiansand accent but for some messed up reason tried to convince me he was from some tiny dump in Trøndelag. He invited me to Kristiansand for the summer, but I said I was afraid of flying. He then invited Tink to come along, and I said she was afraid too. I ignored most of the things he said, but sadly, he was too drunk to understand ice-cold rejection. We met ONE nice guy, ditched Sikamikanico because there was a cover of 100,- and went HOME. We call that a FAIL.
I was at work, then I was at school, it smelled like sweaty nerds and we had an interesting lecture and on Monday one that made me want to kill myself. I was on the bus, then at work, then at school, home, did laundry, then at home again drawing then watched Brüno and my embarrasment-muscle actually broke.
How interesting is that?!
Now, I'd rather hear about your life!
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Raisins in buns
I recently heard that a man died a slow, lonesome death and didn't come to heaven. And do you know why? Because he preferred his buns to be without raisins. That's like I've always said. Buns without raisins is like music without sound.
If that's the way you like it, there's no point in eating buns.
Life has no value without raisins. Life is like an empty shell - a gnawed out carcass with no spirit, no charm. No pleasure! There is no hope without raisins!
How can you do this to your own life?!
Modern Warfare 2 Review
I thought for a change that I could write something out of the ordinary, like a girl's opinion on a war-themed FPS (First Person Shooter). Modern Warfare II is Infinity Ward's long expected sequel of Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare. This means that this game is actually called Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare 2, or even Call of Duty 5: Modern Warfare 2, if you want to make it precise. Just to make it less confusing. Got to love the gaming industry.
Anyway, this means that MW2 is the result of six intense years of producing war games since the release of the first Call of Duty in 2003. Well, with the exception of Call of Duty 3 that was developed by Treyarch utilizing modified versions of Infinity Ward's engine. MEH. But the point IS, honeysuckle - there is no wonder the expectations to this game were unnaturally high. 4.7 million copies were sold throughout the UK and US just during the first 24 hours following release. That's a worth of 3 billion Norwegian kroners during the first five days.
Campaign mode (single player, story mode) offers an intricate storyline that follows up on the story of the first Modern Warfare. The game has received criticism on the campaign being too short, but honestly I was very impressed with the tight scripting and the variation of action that I'm not surprised they cut it short. Better that than having a long campaign full of repetitive encounters. Personally I would say that the replay value is relative. If you master the controls early and play through on a high difficulty the first time, the campaign has little to offer to you after the first play through unless you feel you need to perfect your technique further. Though in our case - playing through on the lowest difficulty setting the first time, the game can still be "enjoyed" a few more rounds. If you find it enjoyable to die a lot.
The voice-acting is absolutely amazing, and the action-scripting is seamless, you never hear the same things over and over unless you are doing it wrong and playing the game like an idiot. Though obviously, what struck me as extremely life-like and natural was the dialogue. but what makes it work so well is the tightness and the timing. So when playing through a second, or especially a third time, it becomes very predictable. So this definitely dabs off, because it will be a re-run of what you've seen before. But then, the strength of the game is in the multiplayer option and that's definitely where the developers have applied most of the weight.
I can't believe I haven't mentioned the graphics in-depth yet, they are insane, even on our second-hand tv most things look too real. Every movement is smooth and looks natural, only civilians move a little jerkily, but then you never have to watch them for long as they're usually running for cover.
The multiplayer option is extremely high standard and allows gamers to compete or cooperate online. Even on our poor internet connection, the servers run smooth and when you're unavoidably smeared out over your screen, it's never because of lag. Again, the graphics and the smoothness of the animation is at this juncture unparalleled to anything I've ever seen.
A small note on the level design before I wrap up - on all the different multiplayer levels there's not ONE safe hideout. You continously have to keep watch at least two directions and you're not safe anywhere. This is so thought out and so brilliant and there's millions of ways to play. On the campaign levels this is mostly also true, you're never really safe at one spot for long, you might be able to seek cover, but it is usually vital that you keep moving. The gameplay here can at some junctures be a little linear, there are sometimes only one way about a place. But then I wouldn't have it any other way as it is undoubtfully necessary so that you can understand at what direction you're supposed to be heading. The level of detail is extraordinary and almost a waste to the speed at which you have to blur past it.
Besides the fact that this is a FPS, and so not generally a genre to be enjoyed by just any audience, I would be careful of saying you HAVE to buy this. It is brutal, messy and violent. It also contains an incredibly provoking encounter when you're undercover in a Russian liga and have to mow down hundreds of civilians in a Russian airport. While this is incredibly uncomfortable, the game allows you to skip this scene whenever you like. Thankfully. I'm not a complete pacifist, I'm not writing it off for being too violent, but while as this scene was necessary for the shock value of the storyline, I still wouldn't condone with enjoying to play it through. Game or not, it is important that we continue to set certain boundaries because, apparently, people have a difficulty seperating right from wrong if they've played it in a game. Games, books and films can still be great and entertaining even though they're not excessively violent. Really!
If you are a fan of FPS war games and for some obscene reason haven't bought it yet (I wrote this post on November 14th you see, then never quite finished!) RUN and FETCH. Even I thought it was flippin fantastic.
The miracle juice
The cure for everything! What will cleanse your skin, keep your organs moist, keep your teeth healthy and refresh your metabolism;
Wonder-J00se! Drink two bottles a day and you will be weeks younger!
Warning: Massive over-consumption can cause your total blood volume to increase, and also overload your kidneys. Drinking too much miracle-juice can also squeeze your brain to a pulp. Always consider your liquid-intake while drinking miracle juice, you will need less if your diet is naturally rich in moisture and contains little salt. Can cause slight addiction. Excessive consumption can lead to a condition known as hyponatraemia, in which levels of sodium in the blood become dangerously diluted leading to complications such as convulsions, coma and even death. Laboratory tested, tested daily on animals. Ingredients: Aqua.
Or what do YOU think?
Happy New Year!
Oh MY! Would you look at that? 2010! We finally made it. Congratulations!

Snow is smothering Oslo in its freezing clutch, whisking evasive snowflakes against our puffy, Christmas-greasy cheeks like razors on a kittens bottom. Just peeking outside can be painful, and so accordingly we make sure to travel at length, go outside, visit relatives and dress in fancy (read: thin) clothing as often as possible. In a way, it is most illogical to position Christmas at this climatic juncture.
We're all full and wobbly in nylon tights staggering through cold, dry baths of snow, occasionally slipping to our death on the black ice on the ground beneath. As the searing pain of the fall was not enough, our pride has taken a fatal blow, and the snow now sticking to your knickers and the inside of the glittery dress is melting.
DID I MENTION YOUR TIGHTS RIPPED?!
Actually this didn't really happen. It was a strange scenario conjured in the moist corners of my brain cockles. However, nonetheless likely to happen.
From all of us, to all of you - merry Christmas and happy new year!
Prodigy, Spektrum, Oslo, November 09.
Merriest of Christmases!

I just want to take the opportunity to wish everyone an extremely merry Christmas. Unfortunately I haven't had the time to hand out all the presents in time, -That's another reason why I would be a terrible Santa. But know that you will have it in time for your birthday. (Not you, Jonas).
We are celebrating in Sweden and my sugarplum will be in Molde. He's already left, so I have the flat all to myself, it's weird because even though I've had before - he's not even close, like, school or work, or just in the bedroom sleeping. I don't have any internet connection in Sweeeedeen, which is actually going to be really relaxing. Looking forward to it! But that means that I had to make this post today!
Hope you forgive me for the extreme lack of Christmas posts this year. Or posts in general, for that matter.
You should see the fantastic Christmas decorations I have in my window. Excellent.
Have a great Christmas! You are the best!
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