I'm trying to keep exams at bay. So here are the things I intend to do to keep from drowning. Life is always more fun when it's forbidden, isn't it? I'd add photos, but none of this has happened yet ( Read more... )

Happy holidays, everyone! My holiday resolution is to get better at posting. I read, but I just haven't posted for ages. 

I've just been to see a production of Freud's Last Session; it was beautiful, humorous and warm. Although Freud and CS Lewis never met, St. Germain imagines that they did, which is the basis for the play. The meeting of two people so convinced they are right is captivating. The two actors set the scene for each other, Lewis presenting Freud first. ( Read more... )

I just took a grown man to task about his woefully inaccurate legal opinion! Not only was he wrong, he tried to convince us otherwise with a statement from a lawyer based on faulty premises; A contract is not rendered null and void because your misinformed lawyer friend believes it 'might be faulty'. Adding insult to injury, he believed that the ( Read more... )

I'm supposed to be reading for the impending law exam (Tuesday, exactly a week from now). But on Sunday I slept in, and met Ingebjørg for brunch at St. Hanshaugen. It was a brief glimpse of a perfect summer day: we had too much champagne, linked arms and walked downtown to have gelato at Dolce Vita, dipped our toes in the water at the new beach on ( Read more... )

Oslo is breathtaking in spring. Trees in bloom, tiny birch leaves in green that boarders on neon, and the light is finally back. Every year, the transformation from bleak late winter to spring is a stunning surprise. I had a nearly religious Oslo experience a few days ago, which brought this on, at a breakfast lecture held by one of the big law ( Read more... )

I live! I survived the take-home exam, didn't overdose on coffee (though I think 2,4 litres over 36 hours might be borderline), and didn't do anything overly drastic. I pulled at my hair, had desperate video conferences and threw a few books around. We had a fit in the middle of a Stanley Fish-discussion (mad reader-response guy, believes a text ( Read more... )

Next week looks like this ( Read more... )

A friend once joked that when I am drunk, I slip headlong into literary theory. Perhaps she is right? I certainly theorise enough, even when I have only had water for days. I do not believe that postmodernism existed before the internet. Postmodernism is what goes on in hypertexts, what happens on twitter as people write together. Digital reading, ( Read more... )

LJ has, for some idiot reason, stopped sending me comment notifications. So I am left high and dry. I'll send someone and e-mail and complain. Hrmf ( Read more... )