Yeeeessssss!!!!!

A place finally opened in Zaragoza where they sell pistacho ice cream. An it is delishio- Delish-. Anyway, you know what I mean. LG.

Tut Tut sier onkels bil...

Three days of driving and I still have not bumped into anyone...

Chocolate....

Back home and working. I am a working person. I like to feel useful. How can I get it into my brain that studying is being useful? I know it but I do not KNOW it.

I cannot get enough of Kvikk Lunch, that norwegian version of kitkat, and love to be able to choose between various sorts of knekkebrød and by fresh yeast in any store.

Marzipan. Nuff said.

And then there is the weather. Glorious! I feared but for no reason. The sun is shining, the snow has melted on the roads, and the air is fresh and smells of spring and sea.

Even the day it rained it was great, since there was no wind. The house is quiet, I finished Sam&Max and it was great and I am reading for the theorical exam.

LG-Life is Good

Back home?

I leave for home on friday and I'd really rather stay here. Why? The lure of Sørlandschips, Bamsemums and Kolibriegg is strong, as is the call of the Sam&Max computergame waiting for me. (Sorry guys, but friends and family takes a mere third place in priorities.)

But then there is the snow, the slush, the ice and the cold. And since I work I have to go out into it. It is April! It should be warm and sunny and breeze and no jacket...Oh, that is only in Spain. I seriously need to get my driving license.

cd's I go back to again and again

OK Computer- Radiohead
Mezzanine- Massive Attack
Khmer- Nils Petter Molvær
Romeo and Juliet Sountrack
When the fun starts early in the day- Banzai Republic
O brother, where ast thou? Soundtrack
This is Hardcore- Pulp
Towards the within- Dead can dance
Eg og Edith- Herborg Kråkevik
Odelay- Beck
Monsoon feat. Sheila Chandra

Selma Lagerlof

I am reading Gösta Berlings saga and it is interesting. First of all it is so different in language from what I usually (re)read. It is poetic without going overboard, much because it is written as storietelling, talking to the reader like a grandmother sitting in the kitchen telling tales. Not sure if have much more to say though. I always hated analyzing books, thinking about it gives me the shivers.
Anyway, the book is divided in short tales, that continues where the other ended. I like that. And the stories are about humans and their silliness and cruelty and fears and beauty and strengths and weakness...All set in the Swedish countryside. I am imagening the landscape from the Emil series of Astrid Lindgren, but it might not be entirely accurate.

Gasp!

I am slowly coming up for a breether. Again. Yeah. Three steps forward and two back. Showering? Check. Eating? Check. Stopping the OC Zapping? Check. Having serious thoughts to Go Out and see the Sun? Check. Wanting to clean up the resulting mess from a month with my head in the sand? Check..
I am so happy I live in Spain. It is March, it is sunny and it is 19 degrees Celsius. It makes it hard to be down for too long when the weather is not helping.