Thursday, 30 September 2010

Weird alien-looking gadget on the windowsill.

A friend of mine sort of introduced me to this very weird alien-looking gadget the other day. Well actually, a while ago to be honest, but it's been resting on the windowsill since I bought the brilliant gadget, that obviousely wasn't THAT brilliant since it's been resting on the windowsill...since I bought it. From the health store.

It looks kinda harmless, but this gadget has powers you've never experienced.
It's a head massage device that you place on top of your head and push down. They say that sneezing is 1/16 parts of an orgasm. No it's not. THIS is. *GIGGLE GIGGLE GIGGLE*

I'm approved!

So I gotta be a nerd again (as always) and let you all know the very exhiting news; that I finally have my Star Wars Padme costume approved.
Basically, as I've probably told you before, I'm part of a organization called The Rebel Legion. It has people all over the world who are interested in Star Wars and make their own (or buy) costumes from the SW universe.
We participate in different events, where all the money goes to charity.

If your interested, go to:

But the thing is, if you participate in events, your costume has to be approved by the Legion first.
Finally my Padme was, check it out:

This is the other costume I have as part of the Legion:

Yours truly,


This is a detail shot of a VERY small area in my new painting that I'm working on. It's the most complicated painting I've ever done, and I'm very exhited about it.
More to come...

Wednesday, 29 September 2010

"Based on your recent purchase"...

Late. Sore eyes. Hunting for treasures. On Ebay.
My preciousssss...

Computer takes over. Appartment (apparently I'm in one...) fades around me. Is the lap top screen throbbing?

Ebay sees me.
Ebay know's what I want.
Based on my previous wants, Ebay tells me that I want:

Time to go to bed.

Monday, 27 September 2010

From vegetarian to butcher.

A couple of ptarmigans have been resting in our freezer for over a year now. Simo and I decided to eat them now, finally.
Ironically, my dad is a hunter, eventhough I've been a (fake) vegetarian for over 10 years. However, I've always eaten seafood and skyfood, and ptarmigan has been my favourite christmas food for years now. (In Norway, the christmas food basically contains of meat, meat and more meat.)
My dad tought me early how to skin, cut and prepare a ptarmigan, and the result is some remarkable filets if I might say so myself.

I can't say too often that it's two hearts laying in my fridge after dinner, but I'm sure Milla will eat them after she's over her "I'm the queen, and I only eat raw food from the STORE, not the nature"-attitude.
No pellets in the bird to surprise my teeth this time!

Thank you dad and Jackie!

Sunday, 26 September 2010

The sound of silence...

A lot of people have sort of wondered if I still exist somewhere in the universe lately.
Yes I do.
I don't know why I've been so quiet lately, I have a period right now where I don't feel like I have much to say. It's rare, so maybe I should infact ENJOY it instead of feeling that I'm neglecting my friends and family.
No, I am not depressed, sick or too tired. I just have been ignoring the computer and the phone a bit, and as soon as I do I feel alienated from the world.
I'm actually more in the world - MY world, and as soon as I am, I feel like I'm missing out on the world, when infact I'm more part of it...when I'm not escaping from it. Hm.
Ah well. I am spending a lot of time painting these days, and just taking it easy.
I'll post a picture here as a tiny tiny teaser of the finished sky in the painting.

(Sorry for bad quality.)

Tuesday, 21 September 2010

Paris Hilton's new BFF?

OK, I usually don't gossip here, because I don't want a fashion, make-up, gossip, celebrity and party-blog. Also, if you haven't noticed, I hate the tabloids.
BUT, I must admit that I found it interesting, if not fascinating when I saw an extreemely groomed Paris Hilton with false eyelashes admitting to having cocaine in her purse in Las Vegas in august.
I TRY (yes, I said "try") not to judge the rich and famous, because I know that for many of them it's a very demanding life (yes, you heard me), that we can't begin to imagine. It does bother me though that people like Paris has so many young female fans, and portrayes an image that money basically fixes the problem. She got 2000 dollars as a fine for having the drug, which probably isn't much for her. Let's hope the threat of prison if she falls back did something I naive?
I especially loved the part in the end, when she catwalked out of the courtroom...

Tuesday, 14 September 2010

Pizza and Coke for breakfast!

I woke up around 11.00 today, and decided to eat right away since it's pretty much lunchtime in my daily "normal" routine.
Pizzabox content is still going strong, but not yet alive eventhough it's been outside the fridge the whole night. It will do. To wash it down I need some Coke of course and my butt on the sofa.

I rented two films yesterday. One called the "The NO 1 Ladies' Detective Agency", after a book with the same name written by Alexander McCall Smith. I have read the book which I think is really good. Very relaxing with beautiful scenery and ideas. I loved the film even more which added more fun to it with african music and the visual parts of it. Now I will buy the next book in the series before I see the rest of them.
I also stared on a film called "Agora" with Rachel Weisz yesterday, and finished alongside my pizza and Coke today. This is truly a film that leave you feeling that you need to watch Mr. Bean as soon as possible after, if you don't want to live in a black hole for the rest of the day. But I do love historical films that shows you the true insanity of the human race, so I must say that everyone should see this film!

I feel much better today. I can feel the energy slowly pouring back into my body, and I'm even gonna get some of the shit laying around the house back where it belongs.
Now I'll go for a short walk with Milla and buy a Coke. A real one. Yes. With Sugar. *GAH*

Sunday, 12 September 2010

Weekend? What?

This weekend has been a bit weird. Last weekend I got a fever and had to stay at home on monday. But eventhough I had it, I felt OK otherwise, and I was back at work the next day. I was fine the whole week.
On friday I went to the gym in the morning and after work I went to my artclass. I started feeling a bit ill in my throat that evening, but I thought it was gonna pass.
In the morning I felt so bad that I had to cancel a Star Wars trooping that I was going to that day and just rest. However, I had organized for a evening with some Michael Jackson fans at my place and decided to keep it going since I didn't have to get out of the house...
We made tacos and watched MJ the whole evening, actually until the very morning. It was a lot of fun, but I had to pay for it on sunday. I got so sick that I couldn't do anything, I pretty much spent the whole day laying on the sofa feeling sorry for myself.
I tried to go to work today and stayed until 12.00 but then I decided to go home. I will stay home tomorrow as well and focus on getting well.

Wednesday, 8 September 2010

Motorcycles, incurance and motorcycles...

So it's done. Simo finally has his driverlicence. I know what your thinking; - "Now?" But the fact is that we haven't really had the need for it, living in Paris and Scandinavia. The travel system is good here that it would really be overdoing it to have a car right now. But he hasn't only taken the licence for car, but on friday he's taking the motorcycle exam as well.
Infact, he has already bought all the gear he needs for driving one, and on friday, he's buying the Beast in itself.
I must admit that I haven't exactly been thrilled that my dearest is to be placed on the road with crazy drivers with nothing but air inbetween, but hey - what can I do?
I'm trying to be supportive. So much so, that I've been browsing good old Ebay for some gear of my own, for when I'm apperantly gonna sit on the back and be his "bike-bitch".

So because of all this, Simo did some research about incurances and things.
He found out that accident incurance is double the price for men than for women. The statistics shows that men does more stupid things in general (duh) than women, so they didn't want to take the risk. Hilarious.