How about...

... a real post for once? I'll try. (It's not a cheery one, so if that's what you're looking for, go do some Boobah or something.)

I'm in a weird mode nowadays. I have my "Dogville" analysis to write, but I can't get started. I've watched the movie over and over, and read loads of interviews and.. bah.. everything I can find. I have so much to write and it all sounds perfectly fine in my head, but... I get discouraged when I put it to paper.

It's the self esteem issue, of course, as always. I'm so tired of being like this, feeling that whatever I touch turn into shit. It IS bullshit, of course, but I don't seem to get that. It stops me from writing my analysis, and it stops me from getting anywhere with my planned novel. Why do I have this feeling of being so damn incompetent? Getting B's isn't being incompetent, why can't I be satisfied?

I'm not writing this to get sympathy. I need a good slapping, that's what I need. So if you feel like it, I'll hand out my address and you can come slap me. But please don't do it too roughly. I bruise too easily and I don't need to have a big, colourful mark on my cheek again like from the last time I went to the dentist.

Bah...
(There was one good event today though. Had a coffee with a friend today and it was the most amazing coffee I've ever had in this town... Latté with amaretto syrup and purrrfect foam.. whoa! Mmmmm...)

Me me me!

Here's the South Park me:




(Hah, Karla, that's how it goes when you nick "my" meme. I nick your thing.. hihii)
Wanna make your own South Park you? Go here.

One, two, three.

I'm with Cy on this one, I've seen this so many places, it's public domain now *lo*

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. My first name, Kjersti
2. My second name there's no use typing up here 'cause you'd never pronounce it right, and anyway I hate it
3. Too many silly nicknames given by my mum, oh, and... "Frog" by my Love.

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. Ceirwynn
2. Kelaeno
3. Bubbles (shuttup, I was like... 12)

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. Hands
2. Hair
3. Nose

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. Neck
2. Freckles
3. Lack of upper-arm muscles

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. Norwegian
2. German
3. (hey, isn't that enough already?)

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. The thought of a loved one dying
2. Icky spiders (and all of them are!)
3. Fire

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. Cup of coffee in the morning
2. Food (duh!)
3. A big hug

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. Grey soft cardigan
2. PJ pants
3. Panties
(I haven't gotten properly dressed yet.. hah. Oh, and I'm aware that writing "panties" probably will get me some weird search engine hits!)

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:
1. Beatles
2. Sarah McLachlan
3. LOTR soundtrack

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:
1. "Dirty little secret" -Sarah McLachlan
2. "Complainte de la Butte" -Rufus Wainwright
3. "Hungry Eyes" -Eric Carmen

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. Love
2. Humour
3. Trust

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):
1. I'm a "Supertaster"
2. I eat little children (at least Love's nephew said so)
3. I am too nice sometimes, and get tricked

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU
1. Eyes
2. Hands
3. Smile

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. Writing
2. Singing
3. Crafty things

THREE THINGS YOU WANT REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. Money
2. To go visit my family in Germany again
3. That my Oma would start feeling better

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED:
1. Author
2. Firelady (I was 6)
3. Psychologist

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. Dublin again
2. Prague
3. And as always, Germany

THREE KIDS' NAMES YOU LIKE:
1. Linéa
2. Chlöe
3. Dorothea

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Have a kid
2. Publish a novel
3. Know that I've been loved

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL/BOY:
1. I get PMS and terrible mood swings because of it
2. I scream for Love if he's around when a spider shows up (if he isn't, I keep quiet, but smash the thing alone)
3. I have no problem enduing cheesy love movies like "Ever After" and "A cinderella story"

THREE CELEB CRUSHES:
1. Legolas (no, not Orlando Bloom)
2. Bono
3. Jude Law

A bit pissed...

Love and I thought we'd treat ourselves to a cinema visit today. And, planned on refilling our discount card. The discount card which made us able to actually see the movies we were dying to see without starving for it.
Well? They no longer keep that discount card. And with the insane prices our local cinema keeps (15$ each, to see Star Wars and other movies of the same length), that makes it simply impossible for us to see movies there anymore. I mean, we don't have a lot of extra cash for such things, and frankly... 15$??? WTF? Even Colosseum in Oslo is cheaper, and that cinema is sort of a luxury thing, it's an experience just going there.
No, screw my local cinema then... We've been faithful customers there ever since we moved here, but no, sorry, not any more. I'll just wait the extra couple of months until whatever movie it is we want to see gets released on DVD and we'll either buy it or rent it. Dammit!

Now I have an excuse...

... for not liking things I've been glared at for saying I dislike.
Grapefruit. Olives. Tonic water. Brussel sprouts. Red wine.
Here's a scientific explanation.
I've known this since junior high, from when we had genetics experiments and we had to taste a piece of paper. To me it tasted real bitter, seriously icky, while my friend Sunny sat there with the paper sticking out of her mouth, looking at me funny.
Here's another "supertaster's" story.

Why this? Well, I'm kinda fascinated. Love is doing an "adaware" thingy for the body which you have to take with grapefruit juice, and it doesn't bother him at all. I tried it and.. bleurgh!
It tastes seriously, absolutely vile and words can't really describe it. But that's what's so fascinating. How come most people don't notice this at all? I mean, it's obviously there, the stuff that makes it taste bad I mean.
More about it here.

"To identify supertasters, researchers rely on a chemical called PROP, used to treat some thyroid conditions, applied to small strips of paper that tasters put in their mouths. Nontasters, who also account for about a third of the US population, will taste nothing, and medium tasters, another third, will find the taste moderately bitter. But to a supertaster, the taste is overpoweringly bitter: Some researchers believe supertasters experience flavors with three times the intensity of others." Taken from this article.

But I'm not *that* bad. I enjoy broccoli and white wine if it's not dry. I also loooove dark chocolate, but that's something I've learned to love. I am picky about black coffee though, it can't have a very burnt or acid taste. And black or green teas without sugar? Forget it. Herbal and fruit teas on the other hand. Nummy!

Ouch!

I'm having an ouch-ish day today. And of course, need to whine a bit about it *lol*
As a reaction to the tetanus shot, I have a 5 cm in diametre mark on my arm. It itches and is annoyingly sore to the touch. So, that's ouch number one.
Ouch number two? Sore from work-out two days in a row, silly me. I practically have no muscles on my arms, which I want to do something about. Hey, now I can actually feel some muscle under there somewhere, which I couldn't earlier. But, I am a little too eager, a little too impatient and end up with sore arms. Bah...

Doc visit.

Just got back from doc's. Got a booster tetanus shot and a prescription for penecillin, so she took me seriously alright. Even though the bite is miniscule. Riddiculously tiny in fact. But inflammed, so I guess this is good. Now I don't have to worry about it anymore, as long as I take the penecillin. Off to get it now.. toodles!

Bad pig!

"In-laws" (Love and I aren't married, but I call his parents that because it's easier) were here this weekend, and on Sunday we went to the fair. It was the last day of the fair and we hadn't been there yet (it was open all week because of May 17th).
Being the little kid I am about these things, I headed over to the petting zoo right away. Llamas, sheep, cows and mini pigs, I mean, it's fun! And you could feed the pigs with puffed rice. There were two of them, and they were very eager to have their snack. But they were harmless about it and I had some real fun feeding them. Until one of them got a little too eager and accidentally bit me that pig! It didn't look too bad, but I rushed to the nearest restroom anyway to get it cleaned. And disinfected it when I got home one hour later. But even though it's not much of a bite, it's a bit puffy and has been for two days. And it's been over 10 years since my last tetanus shot, so I have an appointment at the doc's in two hours to have it looked at. Tetanus is some seriously scary shit, you have about a 50% chance of ending up 6ft under if you get it. Which is why I ordered the doc appointment. I feel like a real hysterical idiot showing up there with the tiniest little sore, but better safe than sorry.
Well, the main reason why I feel like an idiot is because I always feel like an idiot showing up there. I went several times last summer/fall because of strange chest pains and they didn't find anything. I still have those pains from time to time, but simply don't bother with taking it to them anymore. It just costs more money I don't really have and they don't find anything. But it seems to me as if they don't find anything, they assume it's something mental and that bugs me. Which is why I always feel like an idiot coming there... And it won't be any better now when I don't have a big gash to show for. Bah!

Eurovision song contest, 2005

Watching the ESC is somewhat of a tradition. I mean, what more can you possibly ask of a show? Unbelievably horrible acts, loco costumes and songs that are so evil they get stuck in your head for weeks afterwards!
My parents can't stand it, so I never got to see it as a kid. But personally? I love it! It's not something to be taken seriously, it's more of a... drinking game show.
I watched both the semifinal and the final, and I wasn't disappointed. Still loads of sucky acts to entertain myself with :)
For instance Austria, they were (to say the least) interesting. Cuban folk music, polka and yodling. All at the same time! Wow!
The barbies in Feminnem for Bosnia & Herzegovina were also... well, they were just barbie-like. Horrible! And I can't help it, I didn't care much for the winner, Greece either. I had completely forgotten the song even before the show ended, and that makes it a seriously sucky ESC song. The winning song is supposed to haunt you for weeks afterwards, otherwise it's not a proper ESC song.
Well, then who would I have placed as number one? Although it didn't quite have the annoying something that all ESC winners have, I loved Malta's contribution to the contest. And Switzerland were kinda cool. Moldova had a very decent ESC debut with their song about the grandma who beats the drum, Love rooted for them all along. But most of all I wanted to see Norway win. They crack me up, those Wig Wam loonies.
Usually Norway (stupid stupid stupid!!) votes for a boooring song with a boooring male singer and get the jumbo spot in the finals. Norway takes ESC seriously, that's the problem. It's no longer a song contest, it's all about show and show once more. Which Wig Wam delivered.
But apparently I can never win anyway. Each year that Norway has gotten in last, I've told myself "Relax, you're half German also, you can pretend to belong to them now" and didn't feel so bad about it. Now that Norway managed a fairly decent place, don't you think frikkin Germany had to come in last? Unfair I tell you!

But one thing really sucks about the ESC. It's not about the numbers, it's about your neighbours. I mean, logically one would vote for one's favorite number, but noooo... Let's vote for all our neighbours! Which means the winner is the one with most neighbours and that's just plain wrong in my eyes. Bah...
Oh well, it's still hilarious to watch, and you Americans don't know what you're missing out on (Except karla, the texpatriate, who writes all about her experience in this entry.)

Vekter fun

Wanna know how the whole vekter-thingy went? Read on! :)
Apart from the fact that the costume was waaay too large for me and made me look like the Michelin man in person, I had a great time (sorry, that means no photos for you! *lol*).

Getting the mace staffs into tiny Pea proved to be somewhat of a challenge, but we managed it. And joked about Pea being quite modern for 19th century guards (but not very modern for 21st century people, it's almost 20 years old.)

It seemed like people really appreciated having the old fashioned guards (us) at the event. We met loads of smiles and kind and curious comments. And not to mention, leading a 2000+ people parade was pretty awesome! I caught a glimpse of it when we had reached a hill top and I looked over my shoulder to see if I could see how long it was. All I saw was an unending row of people with torches, it was gorgeous!
Oh, and then the fireworks final afterwards... priceless!
All in all the event was very successfull. I mean, half the town must have showed up for the fireworks and everyone had a smile on their face.
And the weather stayed nice all day, even though the forecast had predicted rain. Hah!

So, even though I feel that I looked like an idiot, I'm happy we did it. It was fun! Of course, wearing costumes always is... ;)

Hipp hipp hurra!

Today is Norway's "independence day", except we call it national day. We celebrate the day when Norway, back in 1814 got its own constitution (and a very liberal and forwardthinking one it was back then!). And what's so special about Norway's national day, is that it's mainly a day for the children. No military parades or anything, but parades with all the schools near by and marching bands. The marching bands are by the way called "korps" in Norwegian, which can lead to some misunderstandings when not-so-clever-with-english Norwegians try to explain the concepts of May 17th. "Today there are lots of corpses in the streets." Unfortunately, I'm not making this up *lol*

So, Love and I woke up by cannon salutes around 8. Got up, couldn't find anything to wear with it being a little chillier today than expected (seriously, I didn't find anything! I ended up with jeans, a smart jacket and adding more accessories than usual, to make it look festive. Still not pleased though). Then went to town to watch the parade. Whoa... long! I come from a small place where our May 17th parade consisted (and still does) of one school and one marching band. Here there's... dunno, many! It was one hour long. One hour of people passing by. Now that's a lot! It's the first time I've seen the parade here in this town, because... last year we were on our way home from Amsterdam at this time, and the year before we overslept.. haha!
But, caught it this year and I'm glad we did. It's nothing fancy, really, just a lot of kids who yell "hurra!", but it belongs to any proper May 17th celebration.

Later on we'll go over to some friends for dinner and later tonight we'll dress up as Vægtere (guardians) and front the torch parade. I just hope it doesn't start raining... that would be a bummer.

Happy Birthday!

Happy birthday M!

(Visit her blog and give her a cheer!)

Fainting... goats?

(Yeah, I know... whoa with the posting already, huh? But this is too good to wait!)

Fainting goats. Not kidding. Have a look and laugh your ass off!

You know you're Norwegian when...

(with my comments in brackets)

You Know You're Norwegian When....
You assume that a stranger on the street who smiles at or greets you is:
a) drunk.
b) insane.
c) an American.
d) All of the above. (yep, this one is kinda true. Norwegians don't greet one another on the streets)

You vigorously defend whaling and enjoy consuming whale meat. (Ewww no! Whale meat taste like "tran" and that's really, really disgusting)

You enjoy the taste of lutefisk (jelly-like, bad-smelling fish) and cod prepared in any way, including fried cod tongues. (No way!)

You can prepare fish in five different ways without cooking it. (Whaddya mean? You can smoke it in different ways, juniper-smoked salmon is my favorite. But... raw? No.)

You don't question the habit of always preparing a "matpakke" (sandwich in paper). (No, I don't. It's practical. Especially when buying lunch here costs a fortune!)

You have two cars, a cabin and a boat, if not more. (Hah! I wish!)

You think there is no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing. (They can repeat this until their ears fall off, I still dislike snow!)

It feels natural to wear sport clothes and backpack everywhere, including the cinema, bowling alley, and to church. (Well... "grilldress" is popular with certain groups of the population, what can I say?)

You are think it's weird if a house isn't wooden. (Actually, *I* don't because I'm more of a brick house girl because I love those German houses... But most houses here are wooden, yes.)

You know at least five different words for describing different textures of snow. (Nah, not five. Maybe four! Hmm.. Nysnø, kram, skare, pudder, våt... hey wait, I do know five!)

You don't fall when walking on ice. (Not usually, no. The trick is to have a great sense of balance. And walk normally.)

You earn more than you spend. (Nah, this one is a myth)

You associate Easter with cross-country skiing with friends and family in the familys mountain cabin. (Yeah. But I don't like it.)

You are shocked if it's not 2 months of snow every year, at least! (No, that would make me delighted!)

You can see mountains and the ocean, no matter where you are. (Ocean, yes. No mountains.)

You expect all dinner parties and meetings to start precisely on time, if not before. (Uh... yes?)

You fall 3 metres, and don't get hurt. If you do, you're not worried at all. (How the heck would I manage that?)

You haven't heard of "fast-food". (Well, I'm not so sure this one is a negative one... Fast food isn't all that healthy!)

You can't understand why foreigners haven't heard about Bjørn Dæhlie. (Well, considering how he was all over all the papers and news back in his days, it's no wonder! People almost looked at him as god here. Geez...)

You're proud to be Norwegian - and you pass these jokes on to all your Norwegian friends! (Proud? Well... I'm proud to be a real mut! *lol*)

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What age do I act?

You Are 27 Years Old

27 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

I know what I'll be doing...

... on the eve of May 17th (Norway's independence day). I will be dressed like this, leading the evening torch "parade" down to the city and to the bridge, where fireworks will be held. All as a part of the celebration of Norway's 100th year as an idepentant country. Or, well.. leading? Dunno about that, but Love and I will be dressed up as Vægtere and walking in front of the parade.

I just hope I will do better this time than the last time I lead a May 17th parade... The one year I was a girl scout in 5th grade (and they are in front of the parade where I used to live) I ended up taking a wrong turn, in front of a whole lot of people, and having to run to catch up with the rest of the parade. It was humiliating, and I quit girl scouts shortly after.

Eeeek!

There was a big thunderstorm outside earlier today. I was on the computer, listening to music as I SAW THE FRIKKIN LIGHTNING BOLT HIT THE TREES RIGHT OUTSIDE! And then immediately the loudest sound I've ever heard followed. Or, almost the loudest. THE loudest is described here (another entry explain why I am terrified of thunderstorms). I yanked out the plugs for both computers (which were running) and every plug in the entire apartment within seconds, honestly! And even though it was only around 4-ish, it was so dark out I had to light candles, but it was a bit tricky because I was shaking so hard... Damn! I haven't been that frightened in a very long time. That one cut of five years of my life, I'm sure!
The worst part is that there was no warning. It was just a bit clouded, and then WHAM! And proceeded with more thunder, hail and a wall of water falling down from the skies (at least that was what it looked like looking out through the windows). At the same time, Love was on his way back from the grocery store and he almost didn't make it home with Pea. It was raining and hailing so violently that the windshield wipers couldn't cope with it and all that water... Pea gets cranky when it's humid out, so imagine what that kind of weather did to her! (Yes, Pea is a she. It's been established many months ago *lol*)

And I was sitting in the living room with candles and shaking like a leaf... And not being able to go to the bathroom which I really had to because: 1, I didn't want to blow out the candles (and obviously, never let candles burn without watching them), 2 then I would have to turn on a light switch, which I wouldn't do either. Nuh-uh, not touching anything electrical when there's a thunderstorm outside... Yes, I am a bit too precautious, but I have my reasons.

And lastly... just yanking out the plug to my puter without letting it turn itself off (are you MAD, it uses two minutes to do so!), it f*cked up my Firefox, so I had to uninstall it and install it over again. Which made me loose my bookmarks... bummer! Fortunately, I still had a lot of them in my explorer thingy, but none of the most recent ones... bah!

So, yes... eventfull day, indeed.
(Ps: I was looking at the gorgeous castles when the lightening struck... imagine how unprepared I was! I mean, I was in my own little world! Arrgh...)

I need...

... a very wealthy man to marry right now! I've found my dream home!!
Look at this! OMG *swooooon* *thud* 1800 century castle in Germany. Completely restored, with gothic and renessaince elements and a 93.000 m2 park that comes with it, including a pond and forest. *rubs bump on her head from falling down from her chair*

edit: OK, so the link is stupid. Does this one work? It's supposed to be the mail page. From there you must find "Besondere Immobilien & Neubau" (fourth category from top) and the first alternative underneath it "Burgen und Schlösser". Click it! Besides the one castle *I* want, there are loads of other cool ones here, so have a look ;)
But the 1800 century castle is on page 2 of these castles (as in, flip one page further on, to castles 11 - 20 of 87). Bottom one, in D-17109 Demmin (but it had changed places since yesterday, so you might have to look further also if it jumps a place or two).

There, did you find it? Let me know;)
(THIS can't change, can it? It's just one photo)

Ahhh! Look what's back!

Look! It's back... to haunt me! Oh noooooo!
Ok, not really, I never felt very frightened by SodaStream. The machine stood in the kitchen bench corner and only made hissing sounds when mum or dad made soda.
Ooh, and we had red bottles. Red and grey. They lasted longer than the machine itself. Or, they lasted longer than the bubbly cans were available that is!

Hmm... It would be kinda fun to buy one of these now though. Just for the childhood memory... But, nah, it's not like I have that money left over anyway. But amusing, indeed!

Computer whooo and booo...

Computer whooo:
Had another 128mb of RAM installed, and my computer is, compared to its former state, super fast! Now I can actually run two programs at the same time AND use my winplayer. Yay for me!


Computer booo:
My "Black & White" game won't play on the computer, even though I meet the requirements. In fact, I used to play it when I was running on WinME with no problems at all, but now it simply won't. There are known problems with "B&W" and XP, most of which can be fixed with a patch, but it still didn't work for me. The game doesn't load properly, it only shows a preview video and then restarts my entire computer. But it is MY computer that is fishy, not the game. I have it installed on Love's computer now, which has almost the same specs as I have and it works like a charm. And he's generous enough to let me play whenever I want :D

Another computer problem is... service pack 2 is evil! It won't let me use my Bluetooth adapter anymore, so I can't transfer photos from my cell phone (which has limited space to save them on) onto my computer anymore. XP w/ servicepack 2 won't accept the drivers that came with the adapter, even though it worked like a charm before sp2 was installed. And there are no updates from the Billionton site available either (Billionton being the company that made the device). XP recognizes that I insert a usb device, but seems to label it as a bluetooth radio device. And therefore, of course, downloads totally idiotic drivers for it. When I go control panel -> hardware -> manage drivers (or something like that) and tell it to install new drivers from the cd-rom, it simply tells me "no, the drivers you have installed for this are better than the one you want, so poo on you!"

I won't go in details about what I would like to do with the person that came up with service pack 2. It involves the evil swan George, that's for sure! But arrrrgh, this is so damn annoying! I mean, I only bought that thing half a year ago, and it was kinda pricey too. Now it's useless... Grrr!

Sorry, had to rant...

Computer problems...

It's no secret that my computer is terribly outdated and slow beyond belief. But that it zonks out and doesn't want to start again, that's new.
A friend of mine wanted to show me something over MSN and wanted a video conference for it. So I bend down to pull my computer out so that I can hook in my microphone. *ZONK*
Black screen. WTF? Did I rip out any cables? No... And both the keyboard and USB webcam still have power, so the evil computer isn't completely dead. It just won't start, that's all.
Pretty pissed, and terrified of the prospect of being computerless as the computer is the only way I can stand the days when I'm not at school, I went to bed. But slept badly... Woke up at 6 a.m and decided to give the computer another try. It starts like nothing happened!
Went back to bed, relieved and called computer-doc dad later when I woke up again. He told me to open the evil thing and make sure every cable was properly connected. And vacuum some of the dust out. So I did. And I haven't had any problems since (although that was yesterday, so it can still be problems for all I know).

BUT by opening the thing, we (Love and I) found out what kind of RAM I need (SD ram?), and Love could get me another 128 mb piece. We'll install it later today, and hopefully that will make my computer a little less sloooow. It needs 10 full minutes simply to get started, dammit! 128 mb RAM is too little to run XP on, as XP requires all that for itself, the greedy bastard OP system!

Interview meme questions for novachild.

These questions are for novachild. If you want to be interviewed yourself, simply leave me a comment saying "Interview me." :)

Interview meme questions
1. If you knew you would get away with it, what would you have done?
2. What makes you angry?
3. When are you at your happiest?
4. Is there something you simply can't resist?
5. What is, in your opinion, the most important book anyone can read, and a book that has to be read for a person to be a complete human?


And just to repeat themyet again, here are the rules:
MEME RULES
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

Would you have used...

... this toilet? It's a public toilet in Switzerland (don't worry, it's not nasty) that has that kind of glass that is see-through from the inside, but mirror on the outside.

I wouldn't...

No way!

INTERVIEW MEME QUESTIONS for felinevamp

These questions are for felinevamp. If you want to be interviewed yourself, simply leave me a comment saying "Interview me." :)

Interview meme questions
1. Why do you keep a blog?
2. Besides the obvious, cats, which animal(s) holds your fascination?
3. What memory is your fondest?
4. Is there something you would love to do, but don't dare to do?
5. Which movie did you last cry to?


And just to repeat them, here are the rules:
MEME RULES
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

Interview meme.

INTERVIEW MEME QUESTIONS

I got these from felinevamp. If you want to be interviewed, look at the bottom of the post for rules. :)

1. What bad habit of yours are you wanting or trying to change?
I would love it if I had a little more self dicipline so that I would go work out more often. I'm too flubby for my own taste, and it bugs me. I don't have to be a size 6, I know that, and I will never be a size 6 either, but it would be nice to not be viewed as lazy just because I weigh too much. Because that's what people think, "she's lazy and eats crips all day". I don't. I sometimes eat crisps on weekends, but that's not very often. The dark chocolate is more my sin. And I don't drink pop or any sugary stuff either. I usually eat healthy, except the occasional pop-a-frozen-pizza-in-the-oven when we're in a rush. Fast food is not my thing. And I do work out. It's just not enough to make a difference yet. Hence the desire for a little more self dicipline.
I have to say I am lucky though. Most women on my father's side, which is where I get this from, have butts the size of barn doors (Norwegian expression). I'm not that bad. Hah!

2. What is something you have been wishing for recently?
How about 7 correct numbers in Lotto? I wish for that all the time, but the Lotto god never listens. In fact, most of my problems right now can be traced back to money issues and that just... gets me down. I guess you can say I have been wishing for a job also, as that would be more probable, but the job market here is really slow.. Bah!

3. If you were so wealthy you never had to work, what would you do?
I would write! I would go everywhere around the world to see different cultures and then I would write about them. I don't think anyone could be happy with not working at all, as it's vital to feel you're useful and that you do an effort. At least I know that I feel pretty useless when I don't have a job... :(

4. What's a talent that you have?
Breaking every little piece of self confidence I might have had down to nothing. I'm very good at that. As are a lot of girls. I sometimes wish I were a guy, because most likely, then I would have written at least two novels already and sent them in to all the publishers I could find.
I never believed in any of my "talents", whether my writing or my singing. Which I have to turn around somehow. I have to tell myself that I'm allowed to think positive thought about my own doings. I mean, I can sing, better than a lot of those who showed up at the Idol auditions, and I need to believe I can write too. Because that's what I want to do in the future, write. But I get serious writer's block when I constantly tell myself that my writing is shit. Naturally!
No, I'm not saying this to make you feel sorry for me. I'm saying this because I know it sounds rediculous, and if that keeps you from doing the same mistake, then it's worth it.

5. Do you have a crush on someone currently and if so, do they know about it?
A crush wouldn't be the right word. I love my Love. We've been together for almost three years now and living together for almost two years. We're best friends in addition to being girlfriend/boyfriend, and we even have "kids" (the guinea piggies).



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