I have none...
Tired and annoyed, I have to write this paper for my Sociology course. I hate this crap. It's a pass fail paper... which blows my mind. What the hell. I don't quite understand how that works. Still I want to do a bang-up job on it.
Other than that... Monday I have to begin on Genocide (which means I finish my Soc paper tonight hell or high water!)
Then NORWEGIAN... UGH
I hate that course... HATE HATE.
I feel better.. no more ranting. BACK TO STUDY.
30 mins or so?
I cheated... I didn't take these. They are from Homecoming at AC, but tis why I lurve my sisters! (Stolen from L Ry)
So, I'm chilling... Thinking people might actually wake up earlier than 2 in the afternoon back home... but it's Saturday, so what the hell am I thinking.
Talking to my mom...
HMMMmmm...
Dad?
1. Surgery the other day
2. Thought we were gonna lose him... but he made it out
3. This is the last stretch... If they didn't finish it this time, we're screwed
4. He's been stable, so let's cross our fingers.
And we wait... wait... and wait
As for the surgery:
They removed one vertebra, removed pockets of infection, put him on a vent, and placed in ICU.
So about Riga last weekend.
It went well, things were good.
Day 1:
Bus trip to Stockholm was pretty much long and tiresome. Didn't do a lot but talk to Anthony on the way there. Again, not much gained, still good to actually talk to people.
That night I wandered Stockholm a little. Ran into some people from the trip (quasi-friends... what the hell do I call them?)
Went to bed on the boat after seeing my male roommate's ass... Wasn't that bad... LOL.
Bed... and slept only to be woken by the roommates coming in at 6 am drunk.
Up at 8:00 am to eat breakfast... then wandered the city aimlessly away from the tourist part into the residential areas. Found a trashcan covered with sponges.
Bus to boat that afternoon after wandering around with Anthony again (we ran into each other)
Boat that night... I was being rather cantankerous about not dancing... replying to the suggestions with "dancing makes me envy cripples," only to see some guy in a wheelchair out (more like besides) the dance floor..
Feeling like a total asshat, I agree..
yes, this pickle went and danced... get over it... Still wasn't as awesome as when me and L Ry danced to 80's music and head banging in her living room (soon to be mine !)
Anywho... Went to bed at like 3ish?
Riga the next day, got up... and broke my fast.
Took a tour around the city, enjoy that... it was interesting.
Wandering about the city with Jon, Laura, and Erik. Cheap city, I enjoyed.
Boat again that night, where as I had the (dis)pleasure of enjoying more karaoke... Woot? THen to be asked later if I was smoking in the boat in Stockholm (no thanks) which lead to my separation from my little group. Feeling particularly stoic, I went out side on the deck and watched the water for a long time (forgetting that it was COLDER than a Will-digger's butt) and watched the moon reflecting off the waves. I think that may have been the best part of the trip. Anywahys, made it back to my room only to have my door beaten down by three drunk guys. "WHERE DID YOU GO!" My, ,my I was surprised to be so missed... But Yah, followed them, had a drink of my own and then went to the "club" for dancing (at this point I didn't care if anyone saw me last night, what should I worry for?)
That night the boat was rocking a good deal, so ... I got VERY sick. VERY, VERY Sick.
I wound up asking for some seasickness meds from a friend. I am quite grateful for that.
Slept on the bathroom floor. Ewwww....
Back on the bus to Oslo.
Home and SLEPT.
Only to have to go the next day and write my final for my Gender course.
So, I'm chilling... Thinking people might actually wake up earlier than 2 in the afternoon back home... but it's Saturday, so what the hell am I thinking.
Talking to my mom...
HMMMmmm...
Dad?
1. Surgery the other day
2. Thought we were gonna lose him... but he made it out
3. This is the last stretch... If they didn't finish it this time, we're screwed
4. He's been stable, so let's cross our fingers.
And we wait... wait... and wait
As for the surgery:
They removed one vertebra, removed pockets of infection, put him on a vent, and placed in ICU.
So about Riga last weekend.
It went well, things were good.
Day 1:
Bus trip to Stockholm was pretty much long and tiresome. Didn't do a lot but talk to Anthony on the way there. Again, not much gained, still good to actually talk to people.
That night I wandered Stockholm a little. Ran into some people from the trip (quasi-friends... what the hell do I call them?)
Went to bed on the boat after seeing my male roommate's ass... Wasn't that bad... LOL.
Bed... and slept only to be woken by the roommates coming in at 6 am drunk.
Up at 8:00 am to eat breakfast... then wandered the city aimlessly away from the tourist part into the residential areas. Found a trashcan covered with sponges.
Bus to boat that afternoon after wandering around with Anthony again (we ran into each other)
Boat that night... I was being rather cantankerous about not dancing... replying to the suggestions with "dancing makes me envy cripples," only to see some guy in a wheelchair out (more like besides) the dance floor..
Feeling like a total asshat, I agree..
yes, this pickle went and danced... get over it... Still wasn't as awesome as when me and L Ry danced to 80's music and head banging in her living room (soon to be mine !)
Anywho... Went to bed at like 3ish?
Riga the next day, got up... and broke my fast.
Took a tour around the city, enjoy that... it was interesting.
Wandering about the city with Jon, Laura, and Erik. Cheap city, I enjoyed.
Boat again that night, where as I had the (dis)pleasure of enjoying more karaoke... Woot? THen to be asked later if I was smoking in the boat in Stockholm (no thanks) which lead to my separation from my little group. Feeling particularly stoic, I went out side on the deck and watched the water for a long time (forgetting that it was COLDER than a Will-digger's butt) and watched the moon reflecting off the waves. I think that may have been the best part of the trip. Anywahys, made it back to my room only to have my door beaten down by three drunk guys. "WHERE DID YOU GO!" My, ,my I was surprised to be so missed... But Yah, followed them, had a drink of my own and then went to the "club" for dancing (at this point I didn't care if anyone saw me last night, what should I worry for?)
That night the boat was rocking a good deal, so ... I got VERY sick. VERY, VERY Sick.
I wound up asking for some seasickness meds from a friend. I am quite grateful for that.
Slept on the bathroom floor. Ewwww....
Back on the bus to Oslo.
Home and SLEPT.
Only to have to go the next day and write my final for my Gender course.
Riga Weekend
I should NOT be going... I SHOULD study... but I am sick of GENDER EQUALITY. SICK OF IT!
Other than that. Dad is still in the hospital.He has no less than 3 to 4 more weeks and that is only if he gets some better results in his testing. I should call them now?
Maybe later, I'm too tired and my brain is Jell-o.
Anyways.
Stockholm tomorrow, Riga and back to OSLO... I Feel like I am an idiot, but what can I do. I'll manage, I promise.
Anyways...
Hoping my dad gets better, missing my sisters and my friends from home... I am maybe TOO excited to get home. Then again, with as much crap as I have had to deal with, I am MORE than prepared to get home.
Other than that. Dad is still in the hospital.He has no less than 3 to 4 more weeks and that is only if he gets some better results in his testing. I should call them now?
Maybe later, I'm too tired and my brain is Jell-o.
Anyways.
Stockholm tomorrow, Riga and back to OSLO... I Feel like I am an idiot, but what can I do. I'll manage, I promise.
Anyways...
Hoping my dad gets better, missing my sisters and my friends from home... I am maybe TOO excited to get home. Then again, with as much crap as I have had to deal with, I am MORE than prepared to get home.
Fried Rice
3 cups rice (prepared)
1/2 an onion chopped
1 clove garlic chopped
slat and pepper
2 eggs
1 cup mixed veggies
cook egg in skillet then remove and take skillet back to stove
add oil and onions and garlic. Cook until tender, then add eggs again.
add rice and stir fry 5 mins
add veggies and fry another 5 mins.
Remove from heat and let stand (add soy sauce if desired)
Serve
I'm bored... and I've made a lot of it
Good stuff.
1/2 an onion chopped
1 clove garlic chopped
slat and pepper
2 eggs
1 cup mixed veggies
cook egg in skillet then remove and take skillet back to stove
add oil and onions and garlic. Cook until tender, then add eggs again.
add rice and stir fry 5 mins
add veggies and fry another 5 mins.
Remove from heat and let stand (add soy sauce if desired)
Serve
I'm bored... and I've made a lot of it
Good stuff.
Halloween and the like
so, again my dad had another surgery. I'm going to try and get a hold of them today and ask how things went on.
Halloween is not that popular here. Think little decorations and I think I saw ONE hoard of children. It made just a bit sad. But there isn't a lot to do here other than party and screw off time. I need to get out more. Anyways, met a friend and had a decent time. The guys a bit dry and sometimes there is a lack of "cultural" understanding... IE the wal-mart jokes are not that funny. Then I spent the past two days yammering with different people.... Why.. I ask, the moment I leave the states that I manage to connect with old friends, or at least online I'm stupid popular. Why is it impossible to make friends that live CLOSE to me.
GD.
Other than that.... It's boring. Nothing special really... Halloween was just another day, but it was one of the nicest I had in a while (and my mom told me that night, my dad was doing ok)
No pics. I've been a lazy bum.
Halloween is not that popular here. Think little decorations and I think I saw ONE hoard of children. It made just a bit sad. But there isn't a lot to do here other than party and screw off time. I need to get out more. Anyways, met a friend and had a decent time. The guys a bit dry and sometimes there is a lack of "cultural" understanding... IE the wal-mart jokes are not that funny. Then I spent the past two days yammering with different people.... Why.. I ask, the moment I leave the states that I manage to connect with old friends, or at least online I'm stupid popular. Why is it impossible to make friends that live CLOSE to me.
GD.
Other than that.... It's boring. Nothing special really... Halloween was just another day, but it was one of the nicest I had in a while (and my mom told me that night, my dad was doing ok)
No pics. I've been a lazy bum.