… to post a kind of a memo to self:
Terje, you prancing ponce, when you get home, and have a moment of respite, check out Hal Duncan’s blog, and his post on elitism, escapism and all that stuff in particular. And for now, please try to pay attention to the nice lady who’s trying her very best (I’m sure) to teach you statistics.
As for the rest of you, I’ll be back to read all your fancy comments later today. I’ve been elsewhere occupied for a week or so. But I’m back now. Cross my neck and drive a bloody greatsword through my chest.

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Occupied with what, exactly?
26. February 2007 @ 16:01 ( Permalink )
It’s too embarassing to say, really. But if you promise not to tell anyone, I can inform you that I’ve been playing Neverwinter Nights (yes, the three years old original game; do I look like I shit CPU and memory? ), reading “The Great Hunt” (which reminded me why I like WoT so much, believe it or not) and some other books. Oh, and there were these four days when I was at Røros, and as much as I’d like it, my senile gradpa’s house doesn’t have DSL just yet.
But now I have a week all to myself here in Trondheim, as my sister is at home for her reading break, and so I might even find time for a couple of visits to MSN. (And there’s a new year promise I wonder what happened to.)
26. February 2007 @ 23:05 ( Permalink )
“(which reminded me why I like WoT so much, believe it or not)”
I do, but only because you’ve established your irrationality at several points in the period I’ve known you. ;P
26. February 2007 @ 23:09 ( Permalink )
I’m actually quite proud of that; that I can like things even though I know that they’re not very good. It must be sad to be a humourless snob like you. ;P
26. February 2007 @ 23:58 ( Permalink )
It is sad, but it’s a very fulfilling kind of sad, so I don’t mind.
27. February 2007 @ 00:06 ( Permalink )