I am packing up my entire life in order to move to a flat all of my own. The flat is downtown, and it’s not large but larger than what I’d be able to get up here and truthfully I’m very excited at the prospect of living all on my own. Outside, the midsummer night is dark with black thunderclouds but then the occasional bright flash of lightning occurs, seemingly to remind me that every cloud has either a silver lining or if not at least some stored up electricity which will spill out at one point or another. Also, the huge tree in Holmestrandgata is releasing fluffy white cottony bits of pollen which makes the world look like it’s snowing. And I’m thinking that this is really a quite lovely evening for saying goodbye to my dear Bjølsen which I’ve grown to love over the past four years. In less than a week I’ll have moved on. It’s the end of an era.
(to my great dismay the damned song keeps forcing its way into my presence. Everyone saying ‘it’ll be an instant hit!’ obviously really means ‘we’ll play it everywhere until you lose your mind and actually believe you like it’)
I’m sorry Lena, no offence to you (or actually, that’s a blatant lie) but I’m going to have to emigrate to Canada now that my countrymen and -women contributed 12 points to your victory. I didn’t hate your song, I just kind of did.
One of my very first really amazing internet experiences was the Hampster dance ca. 1999. The original site has since been corrupted by corporate greed, but browsing the wikipedia article on it I found a mention of this page where the amazing hampster dance is preserved in its original form. I am overcome with joy and joyness.
These were taken 1st June 2009. I was looking through old photos on my computer and found these from when I’d just bought my Pentax – this was our first date together. I long for summer and I long to put some of the things that are weighing me down and stressing me out, behind me. I’m going to go to sleep now and I’m crossing my fingers that I’ll wake up to clear blue skies and no more cold.
I love delicious food, pink champagne and great books. I hate analysing poetry, but I love reading poetic prose. I always listen to loud music and dance around whilst cleaning, because then it becomes less of a chore.