I’ve now had my first 24 hours in my new apartment (actually, calling it an apartment is a bit wrong, since I’m only renting a single room, but what the hell, the room is part of the apartment). And I’m still alive. No axe murderers or people with hockey-masks, thank you very much.
I’ve got more and more work to do at NRK. I’m currently working in parallel on my rather big projects, and completing them will give me even more to do. Some people are also talking about another major project that is likely to fall at least partly on my shoulders, so it doesn’t look like I’m going to be bored for the next two and a half months. I’m tempted to take NRKs offer to extend my contract until November 1, but I’ll wait until Friday to do so.
Today I took my bike to Sognsvann. It’s a pretty steep trip, but it’s not that long and good exercise for me at the moment, since I really haven’t been doing any real physical exercise since I quit playing basketball in late May. My bike is really messed up now, I have to stop by a bike shop and get some new brakes tomorrow and ask how much time they will use on fixing my handlebars, which I’m pretty sure will fall off soon.
A made a new sale from the store today. Someone actually bought the first Baby Doll T-Shirt, and that’s – excuse my French – pretty fucking cool. The lucky buyer was Marte, my should-meet-with-as-soon-as-possible-friend. Klas has used his T-shirt on several occasions, which is without doubt very good PR for the site. Great stuff! I’ve also taken some actions shots of him, but I’m not going to upload them tonight as I’m posting this entry from my apartment/room/whatever via my Sony Ericsson T68, and sending a lot of data is both expensive and time consuming. But I’ll do it the first thing in the morning.
Have you had any fun with your shirts, Tor-Erik?