Vacation and suchness

Quite scurvy pirates in Spain. Arryarr

The following is an actual excerpt of a dialouge between two of the millions of voices in my head:

-Man, I have really got to stop demolishing my nights like this.

-Shut up gigglebutts, and keep that hand of my lower thigh.

-I mean, why do I keep staying up late just to watch

-PORN!

-No, I keep watching that ridicilously awesome show "Arrested Development" (Ka, and might I add FUCKING POW that show kicks ass.) and chat with my beloved, and scratch my thigh.

-I told you to stay off the thigh, hombre. Now I'm a lay down a thunderstorm of whoop-ass on ya.

-Whatever, I am going to sleep now.

... Okay, I lied. This conversation never occurred, and most certainly not within the fortifications of my highly functional brain. You may now adore me for being funny.

This is a girl whose charms I have grown very fond of.Glad i deg Elice

In other news, I have had a ROCKING month abroad. Headed over to my cousin living in Sweden, the man went and got hitched so I attended the wedding and had one hell of a time. Swedish people can dance.

This was just the beginning of a sweet trip that proceeded onwards to Spain, La Manga.

Two bros in La Manga

You might remember the one on the left as the creator of HappyJuice©

Tellings of that tale will require far more awakenness than I can muster at the moment, so I shall retire and wait for the proper moment to spring my story.

In ordinary-speak, that means: I am lazy and tired, so I'll be posting it later.

-What do you mean about Horse?

Simen

Clubbing, hard!

Leiv Olav in the back
Gøran Rømo Mogaard is the new king of pop.

Giving two weeks the awesome-treatment

The last two weeks (before this one) has been sacrilicious!

A very good chickfriend of mine (I am very discontent with the english language for not providing a non-relationship-implying comparative to girlfriend.) returned home for two weeks, because she was working at a school here, and we had a blast!

On March 8th (The Ladies' day) we went to see the chickflick of the century, "The Women." An hour and a half later, we emerged, and my dear Natalie was ashamed and resigned at the way I had behaved. Yeah, my friends do that a lot, yet they love me somehow. Strange.
Anyhow, I had been moaning and sighing like a depressed moose, and also placing suitable comments in the scenes I found tasteless or vulgar. (Read: Every) This resulted in some hilarious looks in my direction. Still.... okay, here goes. I HEREBY PUBLICLY AND OFFICIALLY APOLOGIZE FOR THE WAY I BEHAVED AT THE CINEMA THE 8th OF MARCH! That one was for both her and the pussywhipped guys and their dominators in the back.

Before that, we attended the most random drunk-fest around. After witnessing the "alpha-males" displaying their testosterone, and being harassed for a bit by braindead homophobes from Planet Asshat, we headed for a kickass naschpiel! We talked about sexlife and fetishes for a while, then spent some hours annoying a third friend that was fast asleep on the couch, but after a while her brother showed up and magically transformed a lot of ingredients into a meal worthy of kings! After stuffing my face, we rocked a bit unsteadily out on Guitar Hero, before I headed to bed.

The last thing I can remember on the fly, is an amazingly nice visit to our town's China House for a dinner, where I could vent my frustrasions, (sexual and otherwise) and she could whine about her loved loving lovy lover, who is out at sea for a while. The inconsiderate bastard.

Thanks for stopping by Talie, I've greatly enjoyed your company ^^ <3

Now, onto more pressing issues, who do I have to see to implement the Norwegian word "veninne" for chick-friend into the English language? Time to kick ass and take names!

Also, Natalie, thank you for letting me use that old badass stupidface pic. We sure look good.

Quote of the day
"'Cause when you worry, your face will frown. And that will get everybody down, so don't worry. Be happy"

-Booby McFerrin