'shit happens' somehow came up in conversation on saturday night and per-magnar, clearly distraught at having been denied the use of this phrase before said "but my uncle told me that didn't make sense and you can't say it!" as if he were about 12 and swearing was the coolest thing ever.
bless 'im.

i am going to print out all the lovely comments people have left on here when i get home so i can stick them in my norway diary to remind myself what kept me sane. on this theme i should also mention that my sister rules, she sent me a jumbo parcel of confectionery (and other assorted treat) shaped joy ( Read more... )

reached a spectacular low today, ie.cried hysterically during the day as opposed to just before i go to bed ( Read more... )

i've been here seven weeks (minus 45 mins), and in seven weeks and two days from now i will be on a plane home. this means i can do it, because i've already done what i have to do, if you get me ( Read more... )

this week i have mostly been making my scary eyes at the cows and chuckling to myself.
too much fun.

i never update with the stuff that has actually happened which is ridiculous ( Read more... )

i am not uberjolly tonight ( Read more... )

so, yesterday morning Per-Magnar found the leftover reindeer meatballs in the back of the fridge, and, as you do, put them on bread, with ketchup, for breakfast, thick rubbery skin and all.

i forgot to mention quote of the week from Per-Magnar, he was talking about a meeting he'd been to where he didn't agree with what other people were saying and concluded with "so if i look angry in the face, i am thinking of the meeting ( Read more... )

on wednesday i found out there has been a packet of nails in one of the wellies that i have been wearing since i got here. i did think it was a bit uncomfortable but i am so used to just taking things for what they are at the moment, that i didn`t look. maybe its normal anyway, perhaps a norwegian thing to always have nails handy (or footy, haha ( Read more... )