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Monday September 19th, 2011

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Ah, the last month or so has been quiet. We’ve been terribly busy with moving homes, but now we’re beginning to settle in at last. The new apartment doesn’t feel quite like home yet, but that’ll change soon. The old apartment doesn’t feel like home anymore either, probably because it’s empty, alone and longing for a new tenant to take care of it. Maybe that tenant is you? More information is available in this entry and on Finn.no.

We painted most of the new apartment, removed the carpet in the master bedroom and put down flooring instead, and painted most of the old apartment as well. This qualifies for checking off another item on The List.

#56. Renovate an apartment or a house.

It’s not like we demolished and re-built a bathroom or anything complicated like that, but we painted every evening and weekend for three weeks and putting down the flooring was no walk in the park¹⁾. Without the help of Anniken’s dad and his power tools I probably would have been laying in a corner of the bedroom in fetal position by now.

Or, alternatively, been the owner of a lot of power tools.

1) There’s a first time for everything.

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183 days ago
Tuesday August 9th, 2011

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100 Things

We’ve now received the keys to the new apartment, but have not moved in yet. Before we can do that we need to do a little renovating, mainly painting roofs and walls and replacing a carpet with floorboards of some kind. Since we’re painting all the walls anyway, I took the opportunity to remove another item from The List:

#93. Write on a wall.

Yeah, I realize that this can be considered cheating. Of course I should have written on a public wall, but considering my rather conservative views on graffiti, the chance of that ever happening was pretty damn slim. Anyway, here’s the proof of my crazy shenanigans:

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192 days ago
Sunday July 31st, 2011

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100 Things, Personal

Way back in 2004 I wrote a list of 100 things I wanted to do before I moved on to the next level. At first, the progress was good, and I managed to cross quite a few things off the list. This was mainly due to my work at the time, which involved a lot of traveling and other adventurous stuff. Over the last couple of years, however, the progress has been miserable. Last Monday, I did manage to remove another item from the list, though.

#24. Participate in a demonstration.

I’ve always imagined I would participate in an anti-something demo, but instead I found myself in downtown Oslo with 150,000+ others, holding a rose, honoring the ones who died on the twenty second and those who had lost their loved ones. I didn’t take any pictures, partly because I wanted to focus on why I was there in the first place and partly because I figured people would take tons and tons of pictures anyway. Judging by the number of photos on Flickr more than enough pictures were taken that afternoon. Some stand out of the crowd, though, and here are a few by Norwegian broadcaster NRK’s Kim Erlandsen who knows all about getting the correct object in focus and adding the right after effects.

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1 year, 287 days ago
Tuesday April 27th, 2010

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100 Things, Global Happiness, Personal

Yes, hello. I’m just checking in to let you know that I’m all right and still breathing. Every year I take a month or so off from the internet, and this year it seems like I took my break in April. Anniken is back from her four month trip and after a couple of weeks of getting used to everything again, we’re now back at where we left off in December last year. Good times, good times indeed.

In the beginning of April we left Oslo for Larvik and the rather posh Farris Bad. The two days we spent there were ridiculously expensive, but totally worth it. At the hotel, we took the time to check another item off The List.

83. Get a professional massage.

It was more or less what I had imagined; relaxing, painful and not something I can do very often on my budget.

Work still sucks every single drop of creativity out of me, that’s one of the main reason why there hasn’t been any updates lately. The Global Happiness project never happened, and most likely never will. I’ve got another something-something brewing in my head, of course, we’ll see how that works out.

In other news I should probably mention that there aren’t really any more news, at least nothing that can just be summed up in a single paragraph. Some stuff deserves its own entry and maybe I will eventually get around to write it.

Worries.

2 years, 34 days ago
Tuesday January 5th, 2010

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100 Things, One-liners, Personal

This is one of the hardest entries I’ve ever written. Not because I took a deep dive into the darkest hollow of my consciousness and roamed around in the dirt. I didn’t. Nor is it much dirt down there, thank you very much. No, writing this entry was hard because I had a lot of thoughts in my head I believed was rather clever and I had some serious problems getting them all out of there in a somewhat comprehensible manner that didn’t make me sound like an a) total asshole, b) total moron or c) both. It was particularly hard to do it in English. I considered writing the entry in Norwegian for a while, but then I decided I was up for the challenge.

Did I succeed? We’ll see.

As a kid I used to worry about a lot of things. I can’t really remember exactly what I used to worry about, but I do remember that it was a lot. Because of this, my stomach hurt most of the time. I was a shy, timid kid, a bit afraid of most stuff that was not familiar to me. Why I was like this, I don’t know. It might have been because I was also a short and skinny kid, mostly hanging out with people who was a couple of years older than me. Not the alpha male of the pack, to put it that way.

One event I remember* in particular was when me and my mother was visiting someone at the local hospital. I asked her for some candy, a box of the good old Stupedama to be precise. Sure, I could get a box, on one condition: That I went over and bought it myself. But there was no way in hell I could get myself to do that. I wanted the candy, but I was just afraid to buy it myself. I can’t remember if I eventually bought the box or if I got any candy in the end, but I remember the feeling when my mother asked me to buy it myself. Continue reading "Worries." →

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