Ten point

Ten points to who can tell me what this is?

why are swedish fish called swedish fish

Google's got quite a few weird searches. Try "Why are australians..." :p

BIRTHDAY

WEEEEEE!

Da er jeg 20! 20 år gammel! Det er gammalt det. Neida, jeg er ennå like ung og sprek, men litt visere (Yeah. RIGHT...). Nå sitter jeg på senga mi på rommet mitt på Devonshire, har nettopp åpnet en gave som jeg har bært med meg helt fra OSL Gardermoen. I den var det brunost, melkesjokolade og smørbukk, pakket inn i et stort flispledd, som helt sikkert blir digg å ha når det er kaldt.

Nå skal jeg straks på "biblioteket" (det er liksom 300 eller noe rundt her, så det er nesten "biblioteket mitt", og bli vist rundt. Gleder meg.

Ellers tusen takk for alle bursdaghilsener, det varmer veldig i dette litt kjølige og ganske blåsende været.

ARR, ME HEARTIES

Ahoy, me hearties! Tomorrow be the day that them literarians talk about as "Talk like a Pirate Day"! Join us, me fellow scallywags, and rejoice in the fun and laughter of yer true identities!

Make the capt'n proud!

HUZZAH, HUZZAH, HUZZAH!

LITAGO - Semesterets smak høsten '09

LITAGO - Semesterets smak høsten '09: HEIA LISA!

http://www.litago.no/kampanjer/semesteretssmak_v2/?id=8741
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Leeds here I come!

Oy! You!

Well, it's almost here for me! It just took a year and a military service.
Anyway, I'm heading to Leeds, by Manchester, on the 17.50 flight on the 17th September (Oh god. That's friday in just a week!)

Well, nerves aside, I'm looking forward to it as if it was Christmas! I've been checking out tons on Leeds these days, and I must say, it is looking good :)

I'll be staying in university accomodation, at Devonshire Hall.


^- That's it.

It's old style England! (Modern inside though!) Devonshire is about a 15 min walk from Campus. I'll be using a bike, so that's just pancakes. Sweet. Also, my uncle David, auntie Gail and three cousins live just down the road ^^ At Devonshire, I'm in something called Couch House(not as in the sleep on the sofa thingy), I'm sharing a bathroom with 4-5 others, but I've got my own room. (Now that's gonna be a nice change after the army. SnoooooooooorkKKKKKee...) It's a typical sized, bed + desk and "vask".

I'll be studying Nanotechnology (for you random people), which is, like, totally groundbreaking awesome science. Go look it up.

Dad said he was jealous. That's made my day ;)

This is awesome! :D

Så mye som har skjedd!

Morn!

Dæven, så lenge siden det er jeg har blogget, vel, jeg har lyst til å summere opp den siste uka litt raskt, bare så dere vet hva som har skjedd.

Lørdag dro jeg og Sofie på gardeball! Det var et helt fantastisk ball! Veldig som man ser i filmer om gamle dager, hvor mennene er gentlemen og drar ut stolen for damene og må passe på at de har det bra, og kvinnene ser helt fantastiske ut og bidrar til å gjøre kvelden mye mer interessant - som "Kvinnenes Tale" sa, "hva skulle vi gjort uten dere" (bortsett fra at taleren sang det som en opera da).

Det meste foregikk på Gamle Logen selskapslokale, som er det eldste selskapslokale i Norge (Oslo?). Der har artige ting som foreksempel Quisling sin dødstraff blitt utnevnt.

Det var herlig mat, god stemning hele kvelden, og dansinga gikk svært bra, om jeg må si det selv. (hvertfall når man regner med hvor mye (lite) vi har øvd) - skryt for den biten fikk vi også ;) Det var artig å se alle 100 gardistene, med følge, danse sving på dansegulvet samtidig! Men Polynesen kunne vært "litt" bedre organisert.

Det ble nachspiel på hotellet frem til klokken fire, hvor jeg hadde min livs mest interessante (hyggelige) samtale med vår sersjant. Rart hvor greie folk blir så fort det er alkohol i bildet :p

Bilder kan dere se på Facebooken til Sofie. Så fort jeg slipper ut av militæret *cough*fengsel*cough*, skal jeg legge opp de jeg tok.

Tja, det var litt om ballet, men nå nærmer virkelig dimisjon seg for meg. tre og en halv dag igjen fra skrivende stund, på fredag er jeg helt ferdig. Litt trist, faktisk, har allerede begynt å *automatisk* sortere gode minner og glemme de dårlige. Kommer til å savne SLO litt. Jeg er jo blitt dritgod på det. Men likevel, det blir totalt herlig å slippe ut! Velkommen kjære fri-het/tid/kaserte høns. Kanskje ikke sistnevnte da.

Sist, og minst, men ganske vondt, trakk jeg en visdomstann i dag! Det gjorde sånn passe rimelig bra vondt. Fikk bedøvelse, men når dama står og vrikker og drar i noe som kroppen er ganske uenig i at skal ut, er det vanskelig å ikke bli litt kvalm. Menmen, det gikk, og tanna er ute.

For all you who don't speak Norwegian, all I just said was fuckin' funny!

DAY 1

What a day it has been! At the moment, I am writing from the roof of a restaurant with a 360 degree view of Athens, including a great view of Acropolis. Btw, you need to visit Acropolis one day. Grand, Magnificent, etc. doesn't cover it. It's awesome.

We've spent the day getting a room at Athens Backpackers, the fifth best hostel in the world! at 26 Euro for a good room with a great shower, I'm really happy. There's a bar on the roof(!) with a great evening view, and totally awesome staff. By the way, our roommate thinks that Magnar (and not I) looks like Edward Cullen! However, the receptionist thinks I'm fearless. So my name is now Thomas Fearless Aarholt.

More to come

The train and airport

6/7-2009 kl 00.50
Train ride's gone smoothly. One problem though: We arrive as the only ones at Rygge station, and hesitantly wait for the free shuttle bus to take us the remaining miles to the airport. Well, it turns out that there's no bus this late, so we walk! Using our knowledge of where west was (which you find by throwing a caterpillar in the air and looking at which way it crawls when it hits the ground), and by listening for the motorway and walking towards it (surprisingly the latter helped us the most), we only used an hour and a half of walking after midnight.
Finally arriving at the airport, we're very relieved that the doors are unlocked. We are definitely the first to check in (on a computer - there wasn't a soul around), before plunking down on sofas which probably would have been a bit too small for either Sofie or Lisa. It was kinda exciting when the night guards came walking around, and didn't notice us! :p (I believe both me and Mag shared the thought of "don't make a sound" for a few minutes there)

Oh, and Mag wants to add that there was a very cool cyclist-killing tree lying in the middle of our path on the way to the airport. Thanks to him, I am still with you. (it was approx. in head height, (my head height).

Getting there

6/7 - 2009 kl. 22.35

I'm now sitting on the bust, heading to Oslo S. My only thought is that this feels unreal. I've seen people like my current self on the tube, with a big rucksack and a strange hairstyle. It's a rather exciting, but I don't really think I've fully understood that I'm going on holiday yet.

It's raining, though, and that's a plus! Would have been sad leaving lovely weather behind. Meeting Magnar in Oslo, then taking train to Rygge. Spending the night at the airport. Yawn.

Island Hopping in Greece

So, me and Magnar are planning on island-hopping through Greece! I've decided to blog the trip, to let you know how we are doing and that we are still in one piece (or at least carrying our pieces with ut. Well, that we have a pulse.)

So expect to hear interesting things from us!

Jeg har brukket fingern min!

Det er hvertfall fagspråket, det dama sa. Strengt tatt har jeg bare flisa av en liten bit av beinet i lillefingeren min. Men så jeg kan ikke gå drill på noen uker...

Det skjedde på midtpartikastet i forigårs, da Raade (så dere vet hvem dere skal ta ut) kasta våpen, og jeg fikk det feil. Våpen traff lillefinger, og våpen vant. Bakken tapte også rimelig heavy. (Dunk!)

Nåja! På Søndag er dere alle invitert til å komme og se på drilloppvisning (ikke av meg da, av overnevnte grunn), prøve nightvision i gangene og spise mat på byen! Det er nemlig Gardens Dag, og hele dagen er det mye kult som skjer på leiren. Det blir godt mulig sjanse for å skyte (noe som Sofie var skremmende interessert i). Planen er vel for dere å dukke opp på leiren rundt 14-16 tida. Drillen vår starter klokka fire, så om dere vil få med dere andre ting på leiren må dere komme før det!

I'm Back

Hey! I'm back! Only at camp for now though, but I hope some of you will show up on the seventeenth! I'll give you the details concerning that date later.

For now:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rR1dshskRf0&feature=haxa_popt18us0a

Fight or Flight

It is evening, 22.40, the 21 of March. I'm at Pluss, receiving a call. It's Mag! And blinkin heck, I'm being invited to the pleasure of getting up at 6.15 on a Saturday morning to eat breakfast all alone. Well, and getting driven to Trysil to go skiing!!

So, we had a great time! We being Me, Magnar, and Markus and Tobias (Lillian's sons, if you know who she is). Mag drove us up, we skied for a few hours, bought overpriced burgers, skied a bit more, bought overpriced drinks, skied more. Then we ate normally priced Peppes Pizza - new favourite: New Orleans (It's got bbq-sauce!) and went home. Sorry about no pictures, but that's the way the cookie crumbles.

I've got another movie for you though, more midtparti, this time the Løytnant throwing, and me catching. Hope it's interesting.

Seven Minutes to Midnight

2009

Sunday, March 15



Who watches Watchmen? We watch Watchmen!


Now that's just a quote from my favourite online comic (who can't possibly have gotten it from the movie)


We all went to watch Watchmen yesterday (Saturday)! Well, no, "all" didn't go, but Me, Magnar, Sofie and André were there! Lisa went too, but only to eat ice cream at a pizza place (guess which place).


So, the movie: It was really good! Kinda weird sometimes, but the combintion of matrix-ish fighting, awesome technical designs, and a little too much of the erotics stuff gives it a 10/10 rating in my book. Okay, maybe 9/10, as I probably need to see it twice to get all of it. Or three times... Hm, that might not be a bad thing after all, just increases the "movie experience".


So maybe it was a 10/10 after all.




Anyway, I have a proposition for you! The summer holidays are quickly approaching, and I've been told to get the hell out of the country for them. Well, that's because Mum wants me to "visit other countries while I'm young". Specifically Paris. Hence, I really need someone who can help me survive at least a few days up there. Preferably someone who manages more French than I do. (i.e. more than Bonjour). Which should be the whole lot of you, so you're all invited.

It doesn't necessarily have to be Paris, or even just Paris. Someone told me Belgium is a nice country. So is Spain, for that's sake.


We can even visit London (again, if we want to). Or both London and France. There definitely go buses through the channel tunnel, so that's a great (cheap) way to visit both places!


And I'm totally serious here, so leave comments!

Pilot

2009

Friday, March 13

Hi there! Thought I'd surf the wave too!

Though I'm not getting as political as our dear Lisa is getting, nor as filosofic as our pretty catwombat.

I thought I'd start of with a pretty scary thing that happened at camp two days ago. First take a look at this youtube clip of me!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSx7cbrIIkU

Now, on Tuesday we were trying to do this during a full drill, where we do all the drills we've learnt in one go.

Thing is, the thrower threw the gun too short. It almost hit me, (I ducked almost flat down on the floor) but when the catcher tried to get hold of it, it had spun too far. The bayonet hit him in the neckline (just below the jaw) and sliced open a 10 cm cut. He was extremely lucky, though. He bled a lot, but the bayonet had avoided anything essential. Had to sew 17 stings though.

Now the thing is, I'm the reserve for him. I'm also catching the weapons like that (though I haven't got a vid of it yet)