<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395</id><updated>2011-07-08T17:56:02.831+02:00</updated><category term='i'/><title type='text'>The Blog of a Newb! Dam di dam...</title><subtitle type='html'>This is where I'll post my randomness and silly thoughts. If I ever remember...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-8916994083508754513</id><published>2010-09-28T09:46:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T09:43:58.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I am home again, safe and sound - And almost alive.</title><content type='html'>11 days in England is over and I am home yet again. I was there from 11/9 - 22/9 this time. I don't remember the exact order in which we did everything this time, cause we did so much! Only one day did we spend at home, and I don't think we were home all that day either ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I planned where I wanted to go in Nottingham, and I had printed a tourist-map and written in addresses and whatnot for the things I wanted to do. Tommy's dad also had a couple of suggestions to what we should do, since this basically is the last of the summer. He and Tommy's mother were moving to Vietnam the day after I arrived. I hope they're doing fine there and not melting away completely :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! We went to Creswell crags! But when we arrived we found out that the cave-tours were only open during the weekends, and this was what.. Tuesday or Wednesday. So we had a walk around the lake and poked the caves, and decided to go back the following Sunday to have a proper look at the caves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited a small beautiful town called Eyam - The town furthest north the plague got in England. It was very interesting, and a lovely little town to visit. I love the style, the small houses and how the town is "hidden" away like it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time we took the car to go to Nottingham. I suggested it becaue I wanted to do some shopping this time! Some "serious" shopping. Keep in mind that I am not really that good at it, but I had something special in mind this time - A dolphin mirror for my mum, and since I found out that my favourite online-shop is in Nottingham I decided to go there and have a "look".&lt;br /&gt;The dolphin mirror have been stalking my mind for a while, since second time I was in England. I didn't think I could get it back home with me until now without breaking it, cause this time I had a new suitcase! It's mine, all mine, huge and turqoise with a skull-tag and a pink band around it just in case ^^ And! It's hard plastic! Dolphin mirrors will survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Blue Banana (the emo-shop)I wasn't going to get anything cause I felt so bad for dragging Tommy around shopping. I know he hates it and I suck at it myself.. But I fell in love with a couple of hoodies and a pair of shoes! The lady who helped me there was funny, suggesting I should get a pair of skinny fit trousers cause it'd make my ass look perky and surely Tommy would pinch my ass then, haha... 0.o Well I didn't get those trousers, I am not into skinny fit trousers what-so-ever ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The normal visit to Ice Nine ofcourse, ended in a new pair of 12 mm ear tunnels, and stretchers up to 12 and 14 mm. We walked past a book-store that had a bullie-plushie I just had to get! Uhm, what else... Oh well. We had dinner at Friday's since I finally managed to find out that they DO have it in Nottingham allthough Tommy said he didn't think they did. Of course they do! :D It was very nice. And cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we walked (ran) to get to the ghostwalk in time. It started at 07pm and we kept walking the wrong way, we thought... We got there in time - and we were not the only ones going! A man inside the pub where it started sold the tickets, he was wearing a cape, black top hat and had a coat with a skull on the collar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*More incoming*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-8916994083508754513?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/8916994083508754513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-home-again-safe-and-sound-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8916994083508754513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8916994083508754513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-home-again-safe-and-sound-and.html' title='I am home again, safe and sound - And almost alive.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-5985172448903811662</id><published>2010-09-03T12:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:32:37.944+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon, so very soon.</title><content type='html'>I am so sleepy I can barely keep my eyes from closing... I can feel that I was supposed to be in bed today. A weekend off is desperately needed now. &lt;br /&gt;Had another miniargument lasy night, extremely fun for both I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 8 days now, isn't that weird... It's been 3 months, how fast those months passes by. It's been tough though, especially for my sanity (or the lack of). I really really want and need to go NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Spammed from my iPhone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-5985172448903811662?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/5985172448903811662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/09/soon-so-very-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5985172448903811662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5985172448903811662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/09/soon-so-very-soon.html' title='Soon, so very soon.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-654024370923674141</id><published>2010-08-29T01:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:45:05.889+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of today! And randomness.</title><content type='html'>So! It's like ... Only 2 weeks left! Today! :D And that is 2 weeks until I'm back with my baby! My lover! My boy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost 3 months of mess and confusion and stress, emotional shit from my side that we both could have well been without. I don't know how I turned out to be this hell of a female, but I am. And I'm seriously lucky to have a boyfriend who so far has handled me this well! I cant thank him enough for the patience, the support, and the love - I know it has been hard. Thank you for still being here for me and by my side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had nightmares where he has been cheating, where he has dumped me, and they've been so "real" that when waking up I've felt so alone and lost. I've managed to take this out on him I think, poor man... But soon I'll see him! And if I have any nightmares when I'm there, I'll just turn toward him and hide in his hair or in his arms. How awesome that'll be! But I'll do that without any nightmares too.... 0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a paranoid creature, with no sense of self-worth (how can I say it...) or self-esteem. I'm a girl who thinks she's easily traded in and someone noone can love. Never am I, in my own imagination, good enough, pretty enough, funny enough, interesting, entertaining, worth while... And the list goes on, And on and on.... Aaand on - for anyone. I keep asking myself why he wants me. Why does he choose to be with me - this wreck of a fugly girl - when he can have anyone and even someone who is closer and sane :x &lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad he still wants me. I'm still puzzled, but grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidly excited about going!! I can-not-wait! Gief it nauw! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy will -never- read this, but I had to let out some love-steam. Cause I'm damn lucky to have him &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;It's been a rocky road and it will keep popping up rocks along the way, but I hope he'll think it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class='blogpress_location'&gt;Location:&lt;a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=You%20know,%20in%20my%20head%20and%20around...&amp;z=10'&gt;You know, in my head and around...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-654024370923674141?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/654024370923674141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/08/thoughts-of-today-and-randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/654024370923674141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/654024370923674141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/08/thoughts-of-today-and-randomness.html' title='Thoughts of today! And randomness.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-4813834383799480954</id><published>2010-08-23T08:55:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T08:55:34.267+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of today.</title><content type='html'>There are no reasons to why I should feel worthy, more or equally than other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason why I should feel good about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason for me to like what I see in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should never think I can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a worthless pile of shit. No one loves me, and no one ever will. If they say they do, theyre either lying or havent realised yet that they really dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont I ever dare think differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- iPhonespamming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-4813834383799480954?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/4813834383799480954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/08/thoughts-of-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4813834383799480954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4813834383799480954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/08/thoughts-of-today.html' title='Thoughts of today.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-6534471024731196151</id><published>2010-08-16T10:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T10:37:46.324+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooohaw!</title><content type='html'>I am sooo tired, sleepy sleepy sleepy... Can't wait for a few days off, not that thats going to happen soon ;) But I'm a happy puppy! Things are not bad now at all, only a tiny bit bothered with backpain and migraine, but I've had worse ^^  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn to draw cartoony stuffs! Oooh, I so want to.. I'll scout the web for whatever I can find, maybe there are books for rookies like me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Geekyland I'm playing my mothers character to help her get heirlooms, and I am having fun doing that. It's almost like a geek-holiday :) Shammy healing also seems doable for a newb like me, can't wait to try that again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well - laters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class='blogpress_location'&gt;Location:&lt;a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Oschlo&amp;z=10'&gt;Oschlo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-6534471024731196151?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6534471024731196151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/08/wooohaw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6534471024731196151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6534471024731196151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/08/wooohaw.html' title='Wooohaw!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-5097278853843435296</id><published>2010-08-11T19:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:04:45.839+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless and Wiiiiiiiild!</title><content type='html'>Or not so wild, but definitely restless! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been munching brownies all day! Well, 3 pieces but it feels like its been all day. I thought I was starting 1,5 hours earlier than I really did today, so I wad 2 hours to kill downtown. That made me find 2 new comicbooks and new trousers. I also have my new suitcase (oooohlala, Samsonite!) picked out. That one I'll buy tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later tonight I'll meet mum and pickup my new comics and the note for my post office where my parcel of new tees and stash from BlueBanana.com is waiting for me. Stoked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I'm rather stoked about is that today its one month on they day 'til I'm going back to UK - The Land of Love! How awesome is that huh, the wait is soon over ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I also have a date with a girlfriend who is moving to UK soon to study. We'll wander around and have lunch for the last time before she moves. We don't spend much time together, so that'll be nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Geek-land I'm as skitzo as ever. I decided I'd try and level the shammy-alt so she went from 36-42 in a rather short time thanks to a coupe of friends boosting-help. I only need around 6k gold for my huntress' Mammoth too, not bad. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll be mums boosting-slave again, on her new alt that she can't stop playing these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, what else... Don't know really. Just another boring rant from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE MONTH!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-5097278853843435296?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/5097278853843435296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/08/restless-and-wiiiiiiiild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5097278853843435296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5097278853843435296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/08/restless-and-wiiiiiiiild.html' title='Restless and Wiiiiiiiild!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-2859267089424219685</id><published>2010-08-05T14:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T15:00:37.201+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm... Uninspired, geekytime!</title><content type='html'>WoW is stupidly fun these days. Finally having another lvl 80 huntress and I'm having much fun playing her. Now I'm thinking of a million things to do on her, and the druidess.&lt;br /&gt;I have some "tiny" easy and difficult goals I want to reach on Gashna the huntress. Since she is an enchantress I have a few enchants to farm, which can be fun cause it would bring in some nice BC instance-achievs as well. She is also an alchemist, so even more bonuses from rep-farming ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some of the goals I will try and reach on my dear green miss Huntress are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Farm rep with Timbermaw hold for &lt;a href=" http://www.wowhead.com/item=38880"&gt;Agi-ench&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Thorium Brotherhood for &lt;a href="http://www.wowhead.com/item=38879"&gt;Strength-chant&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Level fishing and cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Save money (16k gold) for the Mammoth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Try and find the rarespawn-wolf Ol'Cliff Jumper once again. It's my favorite pet in wow, prettiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Trying to get the MC hunter-set, t1-set. Its so nice, good old memories. Still got some pieces on Nuiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are only "dream" that I don't think I'll ever manage to do is to get netherdrakes and those netherrays or what they are called. I want Gash to be my "main" for achievs now, although Fariah has the most now. Fari for around 4k achiev-points and gash maybe 1k... I might get there some time, maaaybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-2859267089424219685?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/2859267089424219685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmmm-uninspired-geekytime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/2859267089424219685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/2859267089424219685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmmm-uninspired-geekytime.html' title='Hmmm... Uninspired, geekytime!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-6252472480679321982</id><published>2010-07-31T21:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T21:20:54.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful feeling :)</title><content type='html'>Today I am happy! I have managed to sort email on my iphone, and also found a blog-app for iphone that works, I am satisfied with the funkyphone now! Finally everything is working as it should, and even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad after having spent so much money lately. I am not normally a shopper but Sweden x 2 really did tale its toll on my wallet :p&lt;br /&gt;I've also found this awesome epic funky store online (www.bluebanana.com) and found out that the store is in Nottingham! I have likely walked past it once or twice, and maybe it was the store I lured T to enter for a minute too - But Jesus! I am going back! I am obsessed with cool, cute, funky, silly, and generally awesome tops and accessories now.... :x I'm anxiously awaiting my parcel from BlueBanana in the mail, its sent 2-3 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuff I mailed to T is not sent yet, and I wonder if its going to work at all since I managed to forget to write "England" in his address &gt;.&lt; How BLOND is it possible to get? Even for me! I was stressed though, to my defense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel-news! T said it - "Not possible to pin you down..." Nope! I get bored easily and I feel trapped if I cant go places, so I have started to plan some trips :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt; - 11-22/9 - UK! Tickets are in the inbox, and I just need the months to pass quickly ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt; - 11-16/11 (maybe, don't remember exactly) CPH! Not sure if I'm going to be all alone or of Gurmy and/or Katty will meet me, but I'm going nonetheless! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;December/January&lt;/span&gt; - Not confirmed! But I -hope- it will get sorted and go my way. My loooove T invited me over, so it might be 27/12-10 - 09/01-11 if I get the dates accepted. One week there, one week here, and I just cant wait! Praying for it to happen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still going strong in Geekyland as well! My Orc Huntress Gashna dinged 80 a couple of weeks back and I'm working on gearing her up. I am stoked about Cata and can't wait to see the new stuff, try Worgen, level my tankydruidess Talooma and Gash, but the complete change in the old lands will be... Sad and interesting. It's all fun and games :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 hour and 15 minutes and I'm off to Tor's place ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-6252472480679321982?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6252472480679321982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-wonderful-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6252472480679321982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6252472480679321982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-wonderful-feeling.html' title='What a wonderful feeling :)'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-8502241426220923343</id><published>2010-07-31T17:52:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T17:52:11.101+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing! Blog from ze Iphone ^^</title><content type='html'>Oki! How awesome is this? Just a quick google-search and I found what I've been looking for for a long time, a blog-app for my iphone... I never write cause I'm not always near a computer, but the phone is always with me, much easier this way ^^ curious now! Lets see how this works :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class='blogpress_location'&gt;Location:&lt;a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Shhh...&amp;z=10'&gt;Shhh...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-8502241426220923343?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/8502241426220923343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/testing-blog-from-ze-iphone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8502241426220923343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8502241426220923343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/testing-blog-from-ze-iphone.html' title='Testing! Blog from ze Iphone ^^'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-5366760650988546977</id><published>2010-07-20T15:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T16:32:31.029+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweden! Shopping 0.o Sightseeing and fun!</title><content type='html'>On Friday after work, I ran back home to tidy the last bit in my apartment and get ready for a weekend with Berit and Trond, and a Sweden-raid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we left Norway, and I love traveling! About time to get back out of the country. First stop was Ullared! The famous/infamous shopping "place" with waaaay to many shops and way to much stuff. I almost got lost in the woman's clothing-area, luckily I bumped into my friends somewhere around the underwear-aisle... Was so huge that place, and so many funky things.&lt;br /&gt;I found a skull-tee there of course, and some socks and underwear... And other useful and useless things :)&lt;br /&gt;We were finished right when they closed the place, good timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was Gothenburg/Göteborg! Where our hotel was. We stayed one night at the Hotel Gothia Towers! I had the west tower, and they had the east tower. We visited Heaven 23 (I think it was 23..), funky view. Didn't eat there though. For late dinner that day we went to an Italian restaurant not far from the hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we had to do everything we planned to do, everything! That was the only day we had. Started off at 0900, went to the Universeum (http://www.universeum.se/) where we had 2 hours. It was fun! Many different animals, fish, insects, reptiles, etc. They had a tiny tunnel under water with sharks around, that was ace! They even fed the fishies some grasshoppers, and these fish were the kind that shoots their prey with water, was so funny to watch, and they hit them perfectly as well! Amazing creatures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*more to come*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-5366760650988546977?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/5366760650988546977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweden-shopping-0o-sightseeing-and-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5366760650988546977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5366760650988546977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweden-shopping-0o-sightseeing-and-fun.html' title='Sweden! Shopping 0.o Sightseeing and fun!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-1984719799993923058</id><published>2010-07-15T23:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T23:07:55.318+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeeedeeeeen!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow Im going to "raid" Sweden, Gothenburg, with my friend and her boyfriend. I met her in WoW almost 4 years ago, and we've been friends since. I haven't seen her for quite some time, so I'm excited about this :)&lt;br /&gt;We're going to Liseberg and staying at some "Gothia" something hotel. It's going to be nice to travel alittle bit and see Gothenburg again :o And all I can say is Eeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pretty tired now, and my body is aching all over. Soon 7 weeks 'til Im going back to loveland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, you know who you are &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-1984719799993923058?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/1984719799993923058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweeeedeeeeen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1984719799993923058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1984719799993923058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweeeedeeeeen.html' title='Sweeeedeeeeen!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-6909244366034604382</id><published>2010-07-12T23:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:50:04.248+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its dying isnt it. Or has it always been like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just want to cut you out of my life, entirely. Sometimes I wish you had never exsited in it. Sometimes the best that has happened to me, other times so distant its as if you were never a part of it ever. Cut you out - Cause it hurts. It hurts.... Hurts. I dont want to hurt myself. I dont want to get hurt again. I create more illusions than what is good for any being. My castle in the sky is floating on a pink cloud so thick it could carry almost anything - I wish. It can't carry me, it never have and never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I want to erase Me. I wish I wasnt. I think the world is better without me - especially your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so cold, its amazing. Would you ever be the one to hold me and comfort me when Im down? &lt;br /&gt;I was down tonight. You didnt comfort me. You asked me how and why it came up. Why so serious... Isnt it serious? If its not, what is it then... Its certainly not a game. It is not to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could crawl into your mind and see what really is there. You are empty of words, no words for me, if there are they need to be kicked out and I dont know who can do that. I dont think I got much stamina left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-6909244366034604382?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6909244366034604382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-dying-isnt-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6909244366034604382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6909244366034604382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-dying-isnt-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-870767271273395685</id><published>2010-07-10T14:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T14:17:30.657+02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Random title*</title><content type='html'>Haaai! Weekend off, how nice is that ^^ I have strawberries in the fridge and am supposed to have geekydate with a co-geek, but guess what - the login servers are down &gt;.&lt; What a super coincidence, Blizz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up "late" today, around 13:00, and the I had a tiny breakfast before doing my miniworkout. Sat on the bike for a few mins then I used those tiny weights I have lying here... I want to thighten up my sloppy arms, they are sooo fugly. Doesnt seem like I'll get any sunny read on the porch today however, its been cloudy for a few hours already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got the last ticked for my September-trip back to "The Land of Love" so I'll be flying out September the 11th.... 9/11 0.o Now thats going to be interesting. If I spot some terrorist-looking peoples I'll be the first one to pull their beards! "Oh hai Mr. is that real?!?" *rip*  0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoaw the sun came back now! Maybe I'll fetch that minidress and sunlotion, book and huuuge glass of water and run out! :D Tooodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-870767271273395685?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/870767271273395685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/870767271273395685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/870767271273395685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-title.html' title='*Random title*'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-7022722599890549695</id><published>2010-07-02T19:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:57:17.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mocked by the Week!</title><content type='html'>Time to go to bed (again) after too much sleep already and some geeking! &lt;br /&gt;Time to enter the nightworkyweekend ^^ I pray for a calm town! *Pleasepleaseplease*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby got himself 2 budgies today, one green and one blue, two girls. They are supercute. I didnt know I missed the noise budgies make until I heard them on skype. We geeked some too and that was mucho fun as always ^^ &lt;br /&gt;I even remembered the episode of Supersize vs. Superskinny on TV today, love that program. It's good for me, makes me jump on the bike while watching. Not bad juts that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What now... I made sure dad's bush-tree-thingies will survive another day, and I even ate. Not bad! And I got a new floor on "Animal Crossing", I am geekingly fulfilled ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to leggit! Moo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-7022722599890549695?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/7022722599890549695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/mocked-by-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7022722599890549695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7022722599890549695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/07/mocked-by-week.html' title='Mocked by the Week!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-7849533898776469747</id><published>2010-06-29T18:18:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T18:27:47.115+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The days go by, one by one, jeeez</title><content type='html'>... Just go faster will you! Its 11 weeks I think, 'til I'm back in my land of love 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its June, and its soon July, and its boiling! I've had a few days off now, and for 3 days Ive been sitting outside reading in the sun. Today its clouding up so I dont think I will today, sadly.. Was looking forward to it. I finished "Rise of the Horde" the other day and started on "Tides of Darkness", quite good these books.&lt;br /&gt;Been geeking alot, and enjoyed it lots! I am also trying out warrior tanking for those who know what I'm talking about ;) It is fun, mhm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke a glass the other day, and some porcelain yesterday... I had to vacuum today in other words. Been slacking all week so about time. That trapped spider was happy I guess, free at last :x &lt;br /&gt;Gonna make some cod with totmatoes and leek today, and ofcourse alot of butter ;) I had my second bowl of strawberries and cream yesterday - now that was heavenly... Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss my hubby lots! But I have the best one ever and I am so proud and happy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;11 weeks, only.. "Only" 11 weeks left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-7849533898776469747?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/7849533898776469747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/06/days-go-by-one-by-one-jeeez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7849533898776469747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7849533898776469747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/06/days-go-by-one-by-one-jeeez.html' title='The days go by, one by one, jeeez'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-7475595592746135263</id><published>2010-06-19T22:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T22:22:11.748+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Been wathing bits and pieces of the wedding of the swedish crown princess and her prince today, and I was thinking about how hard it must have been for Prince Daniel to decide what to do and get used to the idea of the future he would get with the woman of his dreams. &lt;br /&gt;Its so easy to say "I'd do anything for you", but to actually do it is something else...&lt;br /&gt;For him she is "only" Victoria but to Sweden she is the crown princess... How can you get used to a life like that when you've been "just an ordinary" person all your life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been terrible at imagining other peoples situations, meaning I do it  too much and too often, I think. I just imagined how it would be for me if my boyfriend was a crown prince, and I was to marry him.. Yikes! I have trouble learning simple things, now that would have been an impossible task! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to real life - I was down at the medieval festival for a short while today with mum, after work. The weather was shit, sun/rain/sun/rain/sun/rain, and the roleplaying-doods didnt bring horsies today. But I got a new hammer - one that can not be mistaken for an upside-down cross and a spear-thing pendant, some candy-almonds and a handcream. Oh and spices! Yarr ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm off to bed now. Going to read, I am dead tired so I am not sure I wil be able to finish my book tonight, but I sure will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-7475595592746135263?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/7475595592746135263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-some-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7475595592746135263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7475595592746135263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-some-thoughts.html' title='Just some thoughts.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-3753914326249881723</id><published>2010-06-18T22:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T23:20:10.048+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One day at a time, huh?</title><content type='html'>Im still "crippled" emotionally :p But I take one day at a time, one step at a time, and its sOmething like 9 weeks until I'll see him again so atleast I've got something to look forward to! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I made the lasagna that we were supposed to make the day before he left. It turned out quite good! This time I used a more boring tomatosauce than what we used when he was here, and this time I used the garlic :) I have never made a lasagna myself before! So Im kinda "proud" ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched my first football match too today, since it was England - Algerie (or how you spell it in english). It was 0-0 so I think I might have jinxed it 0.o&lt;br /&gt;Rattie even got a clean cage now, poor depressed thing, she misses my baby so much too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out with mum today, shopped alittle since we both had a day off. Ended the shopping with a burger together, went home, and then I had a couple of hours geeking with my boy. We got the alts to Northrend! :) Yay! Preparing for Cata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I bought 2 new games - Bowser's inside story for DS and Mario Galazy 2 for Wii! Cant wait to check'em out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to recover from missing my boy. I love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-3753914326249881723?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/3753914326249881723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-day-at-time-huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3753914326249881723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3753914326249881723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-day-at-time-huh.html' title='One day at a time, huh?'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-1709488107897486149</id><published>2010-06-15T16:19:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T17:32:03.173+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So whats up?</title><content type='html'>I am still not rid of the cold/flu that has been over me for about a week! *sniff* I am off the nosespray though, since I dont want to be hooked on that again &gt;.&lt; Bleh! I can breathe, almost :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boy terribly much still. Only been two days since he left and I hate being alone in bed at night, I hate waking up alone, I love being with you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I hope he is having a good time walking and climbing and whatnot he is doing on his trip! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did we do in Oslo the week he was over? We walked around in Oslo, here and there, Folkemuseet, Vikingskip museet, dinner at Fridays, and we made dinner one time each at home - he made lasagna and I made potato skins. We went to the movies and watched Prince of Persia, was an OK movie but boo at clichè endings :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Tor Olav one day, it was raining so we ran to safety at Rock In, but the place was as good as empty. We shopped some things for my place, since we (or HE!) rearranged everything in my flat. I love it now! Its much better than what it was. I got cables for using my computer on the TV and wireless keyboard and mouse, but havent really tried it yet - Baby come back and help meeee 0:) &lt;br /&gt;We also walked around Akershus Fortress and visited Forsvarsmuseet (The Norwegian Armed Forces Museum) where he got himself some stuff ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained every day. Not one single ray of sunlight wanted to touch us. The day he left the blue sky and sun came back, and that made my mood and day even worse.. The irony, huh. But Im slowly getting there, slowly back to normal... I've been on sickleave form work 2 days now, Im snot and goo-girl, couching and sneezing and just feel like as if someone locked me in this bubble of goo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tor came over yesterday to keep me company. We has pizza and watched the start of "Stan Helsing" but that movie sucked so hard we turned it off and watched Mock the Week instead! Much more fun ^^ I stuffed his face with english sweets too!&lt;br /&gt;Sabine came over this morning, catching up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent entire Sunday crying and being totally numb. Its getting better, but I seriously cant wait for the day when we dont have this silly distance anymore! Distance sucks, but its not the end. Its just hard. If we want it we can do it, if its "meant to be" it will be alright. I love you baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-1709488107897486149?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/1709488107897486149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-whats-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1709488107897486149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1709488107897486149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-whats-up.html' title='So whats up?'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-7344812445780660456</id><published>2010-06-13T17:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T17:21:29.754+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The best two weeks of my life.</title><content type='html'>May the 28th I was on my way to UK again. June the 1st was my boy's birthday. The 4th was his cousins wedding. We did so many things that week. The 6th we both took off to Oslo together, it was so nice to finally leave UK -with- him and not alone, holding hands and looking down on Oslo as we decended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week in Oslo together. The weather was horrible, gray and wet every day, but we enjoyed it none the less. The second day here he planned how he wanted my place - and we rearranged it all the rest of the week, amongst other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he left. He had to go back home. I cant stop sobbing, it comes and goes. My eyes are sore, and the physical pain of being torn apart again is just so bleh.. It feels almost as if we break up every time. The worst part is definitely the entire "I dont know when I'll see you again" issue... Now. Come back to me.... &lt;br /&gt;Im sure its between 2 and 4 months 'til next time I'll see him and feel him again, and that hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for 2 amazing weeks baby, and thanks to all of you who were a part of our holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you back :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-7344812445780660456?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/7344812445780660456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/06/best-two-weeks-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7344812445780660456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7344812445780660456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/06/best-two-weeks-of-my-life.html' title='The best two weeks of my life.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-6356718749792688052</id><published>2010-05-16T04:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T04:27:45.246+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh-My-God!</title><content type='html'>It's been WEEKS and WEEKS since I've been able to log on here! The stupid net at work doesnt load this at all. Its only "error" greeting me when I try, allthough i can open every other Blogspot-page I find. Something funky about my page then &gt;&gt; Evil net!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; 12 DAYS LEFT!&lt;/span&gt; Isnt that just awesome pawsome! And about paws... I got Rattie a new bed! And shes loving it so far. Its still whole, in one piece, and without holse, but it will be rather interesting to see if thats the caste tomorrow when I get up. She seems restless now, and an hours ago she tried to climb down her cage... and down to the floor. Stupid girl. Or just adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a pizza again today! A new one, with beef, fries and bernaise. Was good! Nom. Will order another one while loverboy is here...  0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, off to bed now. Had a nice day of tidying, cleaning and geeking, was raining all day so I didnt feel bad for staying inside. Good night world! Sleep tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12daysomg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-6356718749792688052?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6356718749792688052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-my-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6356718749792688052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6356718749792688052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh-My-God!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-3620688716004028068</id><published>2010-05-04T12:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T12:24:49.608+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai Blog!</title><content type='html'>Today its 24 days until I'm back on my way to the UK again! Got news about even more volcanic ashes going on now, so I must say I am just a little tense. I hope Katla and that other tiny one can shut up soon and stay silent! I'll come and stuff a cork in them both soon, cause I am not allowing anything to mess up my holidays! I wish my girl over there on Iceland could give them some candy, maybe that's why they're acting up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm back at work! Trying to write some some lines between toe calls. I've got tomorrow off, so today I'm going to mum's place after work to have a day off ^^ We'll probably geek a little. I know that I want to and will farm more rep, but I should do some children's week quests on more chars... I've just been slacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IT IS SNOWING!&lt;/span&gt; I cant believe it! Its like... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Really&lt;/span&gt; snowing, a lot! Its horrible. Its middle of May month, and its snowing almost more now than what it did in December &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will not stick, but its just... NO MOAR SNOWZ PLIX :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got my Mock the Week-DVD finally, thank you BBC-Shop! :D&lt;br /&gt;And I got my Diners-cards but they managed to misspell my name, how typical. I called them right away and they'll send me new cards soon. Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know the plane-tickets for me and Loverboy are fixed! But I got worried now when I saw that they have only withdrawn money for my ticket over there... And my SODDING Webmail-site wont open and gives me constant errors... They should have been fine tho, since I got the tickets in email. I just need to cross-check this and make sure.. If I can get into my mail soon, goddamnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work! And again... No-more-sodding-snow! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-3620688716004028068?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/3620688716004028068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/05/hai-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3620688716004028068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3620688716004028068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/05/hai-blog.html' title='Hai Blog!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-4652863974429890954</id><published>2010-04-27T03:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T03:19:09.121+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightshifts and a tired head.</title><content type='html'>Restless and tired all at the same time. Not that uncommon, at least not for me. Sitting at work at "my" desk, its quiet, silent, nothing to do - almost. &lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a weekend entirely to myself, NO plans, NO thing I have to do at all. Skypedate with Lover on Friday and that's something I'm looking forward to. Going to try and sort some holiday-things. Got the dates and all, so I'm kidnapping my British lovemachine this June, oweeeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iphone is a lifesaver sometime! Ebuddy is recommended for those who hasn't tried it yet. All your chat-programs in one! That way I've been able to stay in touch with a couple of my long-time wow-friends, and stay awake and sane on days like this. Not that I'm chatting my head off, but a sentence now and then... Just getting latest update on whats happening in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the first bill from NetCom recently, my first Iphone bill. Data useage in UK was stupidly expensive, although I knew this already I had to do it ^^ That's what curiosity can do to you when you're at pubquiz ;) (No we didn't cheat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a good girl and been working out some lately. But the last two days I've been too tired, exhausted and lazy to do anything. Went for a walk with S. last night tho, went out at around 21:00 and it got so dark and cold at the end of the walk we had trouble seeing where to walk. We were of course in the middle of the dark and cold forest! ^^ But we made it out and survived. My back has been alot happier after the work out, not so painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok NOW I feel that a bed would do the trick! Mmmm pillow.... In June I'll have someone in bed with me warming it up for me, yippey! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-4652863974429890954?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/4652863974429890954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/nightshifts-and-tired-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4652863974429890954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4652863974429890954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/nightshifts-and-tired-head.html' title='Nightshifts and a tired head.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-2434490083433565847</id><published>2010-04-21T08:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T08:58:01.587+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning World!</title><content type='html'>Shift leader and wide awake! Breakfast devoured and application for holiday written and delivered. Today I was greeted with snow, of all thing! Snow! I was looking up, blue sky and the promise of a nice sunny day, and it started snowing! Haha, how funny :x I thought first... ashes? Ashes from Iceland, of course! But no, snow. Good morning cold stressful snowy day! But it has stopped now, thank god or something, I really don't want another blizzard :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxious to find out whether or not my holiday is accepted! If it does get accepted, that means I'll be able to spend my bf's b-day with him! Oh yeah, and 2 weeks even. Not sure he'll get any time off, but at least we get so spend some time. Can never be too bad ;) &lt;br /&gt;Its shitty to be so far apart. Arguments and misunderstandings are too common, its not easy to see and know how a person is feeling when you cant see or hear each other like people can when they meet... And bad days are normal for all of us. When people are so close, emotionally involved, its even easier to hurt each other with silly comments that wouldn't be so bad if they were from strangers, but that you shouldn't give your loved one, especially not on a bad day. Being so close as you are as lovers also means being more sensitive, I think. Or, I feel - But that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of arguments and misunderstandings. I'm tired of being hurt and hurting without meaning to, so seeing him again and being able to feel his mood instead of guessing will be just what I need! Its -SO MUCH- easier when we're close, near, can see, hear and feel each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such awesome lyrics, from "Enjoy the Silence" by Depeche Mode. It explains my feeling when I'm over there so very well :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;All I ever needed&lt;br /&gt;Is here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Words are very unnecessary&lt;br /&gt;They can only do harm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my last visit now, next time its his turn. So come, come lover! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm awaiting my Mock the Week dvd! AND some piercing jewelry, come come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WoW - Still going strong as usual, geeky g0rl as I am. Leveling my tanky-druidess. Shes halfway to 77 now :) Only leveled in instances, and its fun yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go back to work now - Phones starting make noises, people are awake! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-2434490083433565847?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/2434490083433565847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-morning-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/2434490083433565847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/2434490083433565847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-morning-world.html' title='Good Morning World!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-9017595057051978495</id><published>2010-04-16T08:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T09:14:04.448+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell yes! Weeeeeekeeeeeeeeeeend!!!! :D</title><content type='html'>The Wiking is so ready for a weekend now! She simply cannot wait to just kick back and relax with NOTHING AT ALL! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's a lie, I'm not gonna do nothing, I'll just do whatever I want to, and that's most likely be geeking and trying to keep on doing my tiny work-out sessions. Trying to get back on track with it. I revived my blue exercise-ball yesterday and had a short session wobbling around on top of it. Was good! I don't have any back pains atm so it must have something :) I warmed up with a few minutes on the bike too, but not enough to really brag about it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I tried out some of my new tasks at the new job for the first time, scary as hell but still! I made it ^^ I nubbed, but I did it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In WoW I've even started working with new tasks. I'm now leveling my Tauren Druidess as a tank. Its going fine so far, but she's only lvl 73 yet. I transferred my Nelf Druidess from DB, so one char less there to worry about. Didn't feel good deleting the one I had on Moonglade already tho, poor little moo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote with the bf yesterday too. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how Miss Volcano is doing over there on Iceland! I wonder if she says "Omg just my luck!" right now. I can almost picture her sitting in a corner pulling her hair and making weird gremlin noises.... Tee hee :D I hope you're doing good sweetie, and having a splendid time - Volcanos or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm anxious to get the dates from Lover so I can apply for the days off. I'm stupidly excited to have him over! It's going to be amazing, although my guiding skills suck and my entertaining-skills are even worse. I'm not the only one looking forward to havign him over, but for now I'm gonna try and not stress it too much cause Its still "far off int he future", and I'm not even sure I'll get the days off :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work now I guess, rush starting! Tadaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-9017595057051978495?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/9017595057051978495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/hell-yes-weeeeeekeeeeeeeeeeend-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/9017595057051978495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/9017595057051978495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/hell-yes-weeeeeekeeeeeeeeeeend-d.html' title='Hell yes! Weeeeeekeeeeeeeeeeend!!!! :D'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-4491882917906765002</id><published>2010-04-16T07:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T07:18:19.879+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i'/><title type='text'>*smirk*</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much, you don't know how much it meant to me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taking the time to answer, its easier when I know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think it was like that, and I'm a happypuppy now! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-4491882917906765002?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/4491882917906765002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/smirk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4491882917906765002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4491882917906765002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/smirk.html' title='*smirk*'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-3227336190504446660</id><published>2010-04-13T14:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T14:37:51.153+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired, again.</title><content type='html'>I know you never read this, but I wish you did. I wrote you a note today, but you'll never get it. Its in my planner, and I think it will stay in there forever.&lt;br /&gt;It says "I wish you'd love me the way I love you". But I don't think you ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just at the ladies room at work, and the radio was playing "Sex on fire" - and I could barely keep the tears away. It reminds me of you. I never liked it, I don't know if I do either, but it reminds me of you. And it hurts. Hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got the guts bugging me. I wish I could read your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted, in every way possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-3227336190504446660?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/3227336190504446660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-tired-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3227336190504446660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3227336190504446660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-tired-again.html' title='So tired, again.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-1450360825198498362</id><published>2010-04-07T23:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:49:54.532+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been inactive for too long.... Im sorry, dear blog.</title><content type='html'>So much have happened since last time I had time to spam my blog. So damn much.&lt;br /&gt;Today I've been in training at work for 5 weeks. Its the last week now, practicing the programs and trying to get ready for the new job that starts Monday.&lt;br /&gt;New hours and new colleagues. And new places, not always but sometimes... Earlier mornings, eeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went away for a week, a really nice place where they had everything we needed to practice properly. They even had a bar over there, and I had the honor of trying a White Russian :D And I had mums laptop with me, so I got to see my lover on Skype twice ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So works been busy, really has. Haven't had time for anything, not myself, not my flat, not my friends, barely had geekytime and that was all I had the stamina to do anyway. Fariah's got loads of new achievements and her fishing and cooking has really improved. &lt;a href="http://eu.wowarmory.com/character-sheet.xml?r=Moonglade&amp;cn=Fariah"&gt;Here is a link to my pristess :)&lt;/a&gt;. My baby just showed me the addons Clique and X-perl and I'm sold. They're awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovelife is still alive, well and kicking, of which I am very glad! I love him, I do. My handsome! I just arrived back home from another great week with him and his folks. I was there from March the 28th to April the 5th. &lt;br /&gt;He made me the best salad, all the food was simply lovely as usual. The entire family has epic food skillz ;) I gave him the WoW-book "Warcraft Archive" and I think hes liking it so far. We watched Mock the Week every now and then, some Eastenders (omg chavs!) and a couple of movies, Resident evil 1 &amp; 2 were some of them.&lt;br /&gt;I dragged him to the cinema twice! We saw Alice in Wonderland and How to train your dragon, both in 3D. Poor man seemed to be bored to death every now and then ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having his arm around me every night for a week was amazing. Words cant describe how good the feeling of being close to him every night is.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Nottingham again, and again I didn't shop at all... I fail as a girl don't I? Lover took me to a park there (forgot the name of it) where we fed the pidgeons, ducks and squirrels! That was fun! They even started this noisy animal-choir that I filmed some of. &lt;br /&gt;It started raining of course, my easter holiday was fairly wet and rather chilly. Its not that UK is cold, at least not at all as cold as Norway, but its more windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His parents took us on a trip to Crich. Its like the top of the world over there, you can see all the way to Nottingham and further, its really nice. We could even see snowy mountains far to the north, I got goosebumps cause it reminded me of home (or, where my granddad lives).&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crich"&gt; Here is a link to the Wikipedia page about Chrich&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Tramway_Museum"&gt;here is a link to the Tramway museum where we went to.&lt;/a&gt; It was really neat, and the old school sweets shop was sweet as well ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met his uncle, aunt, cousins and their kids too! We went over there on dinner, and it was so very nice. The dessert was Trifle, and that's one of the best dessert I've ever had! The daughter was so cute, called me Laura and hugged my hand. She learned to say "Fifi" by the time we left :D His uncle said to me "The vikings came and raided our land for our women, and you're raiding it for the man!" Haha, yes, I am the tiny viking am I not ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sun the last day, one day of sunny weather and we had a nice walk down to the fields and around the mud. We saw some birdies, a dead bunny and.... And George (doggie) was too lazy to fetch his sticks. I got a second compliment for my hair and lover were rather upset cause he too wanted compliments *pats face*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-1450360825198498362?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/1450360825198498362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-been-inactive-for-too-long-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1450360825198498362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1450360825198498362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-been-inactive-for-too-long-im.html' title='I have been inactive for too long.... Im sorry, dear blog.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-5401104113078608262</id><published>2010-02-22T18:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:22:26.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a tiny note, I am still most certainly alive ^^</title><content type='html'>I should be writing more about my last trip to UK now, but I'm going through the receipts and stuff to remember everything, or remember most of it at least. My memory fails me so often, and its 15 days since I came home. I'll try my best though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a note really. I'm working my ass off! Busy times now, one week 'til the training starts, and then some time after that we're going away for a week for more training somewhere else. I'm both excited and anxious, but at least I know one of the others who's going to be there, and I've seen the programs we're going to learn how to use. I can't be too hard... Now can it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at work again tonight, sitting here enjoying a ciabatta from Bit, and my peppermint tea. I looooove peppermint tea! I really miss crumpets, I want them constantly! Don't know crumpets? Heres a link to an explanation to what it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crumpets"&gt;Om nom nom! With butter!!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I should have bought some with me from UK last time, but we only found crumpets that was going bad the day after :-/ Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yay to "Sørlandschips" for their new nuts and stuff! Cashews with Mexican spicemix, Cashews with salt and pepper, and dried banana with yoghurt-coating... Om nom! I'll try and find some pix of them later on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have rediscovered my love for vegetables and dip! Carrots, celery, cucumber and apple, and of course the dip. Ah, the love! I had a nice geekytime alone with the TV and WoW and the veggies yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;And also, Rattie tried to play WoW, but I didn't allow her a proper try... Little nosy girl she is. When I cleaned out her cage again 2 days ago, she was so "happy" she stuffed her food-bowl and all other "open cracks" with paper... Silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also a proud new owner of an iPhone! I got it a week ago or something like that, but I didn't get the simcard needed to use it. It was locked to the provider I ordered the phone and simcard from, but they were sent separately, from different companies. The phone arrived on Saturday, and the simcard not until Wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;Netcom (teh provider) opened the phone for me so I could use my old sim in it, but of course I needed the new sim to make the unlocking final... Yay for logic.&lt;br /&gt;It can connect with Wlan, so finally when unlocked I got online with it and downloaded several funny small games like hangman, jigsaws, spot the difference, etc! I'm now an addict :) I also downloaded Skype and Facebook for it, but can't use those before I get the new sim, which isn't active until March the 4th, for some weird reason.&lt;br /&gt;I also tried for the first time to get on Wlan with my Nintendo DS! It worked! Tomym and I played Animal Crossing together and he visited my "Town", was fun! Gotta do it again some time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else! I have ordered new stretching-stuff for my ears! 9mm and 10mm stretchers and jewelry, and new bigger rings to have dangling from the tunnels after &lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;I have also ordered some new geek-stuff from Jinx, warlock and horde-tees and a sticker... I think there was another thing too but I can't remember. Can't wait to get the stoofs! Oh, and of course, I also ordered a new TV which I am anxiously awaiting! Should have arrived today but hopefully it'll come tomorrow. I'm home all day tomorrow too, would be great if it did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And WoW, It's busy days ingame as well! I managed to get Love Fool-title on Lyzanthe (my lvl 80 lock) and even got the Elder-title! Was easy, time-consuming but easy. Got the Elder on Fariah too, and now I'm working on it on Nuiva my old main on alliance. Soon done! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love my boy! I'm the luckiest girl on this planet, you are so amazing &lt;3 Proud of you baby &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-5401104113078608262?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/5401104113078608262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-tiny-note-i-am-still-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5401104113078608262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5401104113078608262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-tiny-note-i-am-still-most.html' title='Just a tiny note, I am still most certainly alive ^^'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-3086453816251337611</id><published>2010-02-09T08:36:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T11:42:17.019+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My second journey to the land of love has come to an end, again.</title><content type='html'>But it was an amazing trip. Since the car wasn't feeling too well and was at the garage for a fix-up it didn't get, we weren't able to do everything we wanted but we managed to make time fly anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left on Sunday the 31st (January). Off to Brussels from Oslo with Brussels Airlines at 16:55, no delay and I even had time to catch my flight in time over there, with a few minutes break!&lt;br /&gt;At Brussels I saw this guy walking about, who gave me a look or two. I tried not to look at him cause if he was a maniac, and since I was a girl all alone, I don't risk anything when I'm alone... And I know I stare a lot... Hard not to do it.&lt;br /&gt;The dude was of course going to have the same flight as me, and he was sitting one row ahead of me on the opposite side. This was an Embraer, they're tiny! Flying with BMI to EMA, and the same flight attendant as first time I was over. Think she might have recognized me. Anyway, I sat there, on the row with only one seat (yay) right next to the emergency exit. First time I banged my head so hard in the ceiling you could hear it in the entire aircraft I'm sure, people even turned to me and stared.. Didn't hurt, but was embarrassing - So I was determined to NOT do that this time, didn't really want any attention what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth landing as always, and off to the shuttle-buses we went. Since the Embraer is so tiny we have to get off it behind the airport, it doesn't reach up to the normal bridges they use for the other aircrafts.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Off we go, into the arrival hall and luggage claim. My bag got on the belt rather quick, and as I got it and grabbed the handle to go on out to my lover, someone stood in front of me. It was that dude from Brussels, the one who sat a row ahead of me. "Excuse me, are you local?" Uhm, someone is actually talking to me? "No, I'm not" I replied. "Ok, where are you from?" - "I'm from Norway" - "Ok so are you living in Nottingham?" - "Nope, I'm here to visit my boyfriend" *big grin all over my face*- "Oh, damn, well have a good time then!". Okay that was awkward! I've never experienced that before. I scurried away so I could see my lover, I could wait no longer!! Had been way too long...&lt;br /&gt;.... And there he was. Stood there waiting for me, I couldn't do anything else but bury my head in his hair, on his shoulder. It was so good to see him again, my hubby &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dad was driving us, since Tommy's car wasn't feeling too good. We went straight to the pub, was pub-quiz night, and that's something I've never ever been at! I am shy as hell and this time I was going to meet his mother too! Eeeek, and of course everyone says "Mother in law is the worst" (Saying in Norwegian at least, cant really translate it), I didn't believe it in this case but I was still nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to be continued* (20/1-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sat in the back of the car together, close. I couldn't get close enough, probably squeezing him into the door. Was so fantastic having his arms around me and his hands all over me again. What a feeling, I can't describe it. I love his arms and his hands, I have had a thing for his arms for a while (I am weirdo..?) and I cant get enough of being close to him... Feeling like a clingy puppy, but he is just too good.&lt;br /&gt;On they way we talked a little about the pub-traditions and he counted the pubs on the way to theirs. I think we got to 10 or 11 before we arrived at the one we were going to spend the evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally there. The pub was huge! Well maybe not -huge- but bigger than what I had expected. It was pretty. I could see a few people inside and I slowly panicked inside my little head. Jeez, PEOPLE! Oh noes, where can I hide? &lt;br /&gt;It was a very cozy pub. Didn't take long for me to feel "home" in there, but I do that quite easily almost anywhere I go. They had a pool-table in the "main" room where we sat, and another room next to it, separated with windows and a glass door (if I remember correctly) with more pool-tables and snooker-tables (?). Lots of people in there too, dads and their sons and other buddies playing all night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met his mother! What a sweet lady. Seems kind and gentle and happy. Commented on my hair almost right away, which was funny :) And she told me she thought I was brave coming all that way alone. Aww! She killed my fear right away and I was a tad calmer than a few seconds ago... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this night was quiz night, I was with Tommy and his family (his dad, mom and brother) and there were 4 other "teams" as far as I can remember. But I was rather mentally messed up cause of all these new people around me so I could be wrong...&lt;br /&gt;They bought drinks, and got me some Smirnoff Ice (memories from old days at Rock In!) and Tommy got his Guinness. Weird dark brown goo :)&lt;br /&gt;Quiz-dude popped out with his microphone and started asking questions about anything and everything. I can't say I was to much help to Tommy's folks at all. &lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long either, until the quiz-dude came over to us and threw the mic into my face, saying Hi. I studdered and blushed and hid away, I hate microphones and attention so I was kicked right out of my comfort-zone there :p Tommy wasn't shy tho, so the guy asked him "Who is this, is it your girlfriend?" He answered loud and clear that yes, I was, and then the dude asked "So is it serious" and again he answered loud and clear.. Yes! I couldn't resist pulling his leg asking him "Oh, is it..?" resulting with a stare and him asking me "What do you mean "is it"?" *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;His mother told the quiz-dude that I was Norwegian, but he didn't quite hear her so he asked "Is she a nun??" Again, I blushed, yeah... Nun! xD "Aha, shes Norwegian!" So yeah, now the entire pub knows, that I'm Tommy's Norwegian (nun) girlfriend :) That was fun, although I made a fool of myself.....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night went on, Tommy was awfully sweet saying he was the proudest man in the room having me by his side, and holding me and kissing me and all. I enjoyed it lots. I like it when he's doing that :) When he is happy and bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we had to leave, place was closing and we were getting tired. We arrived at their place, I was knackered and managed to stumble up to his room before collapsing on the bed with my man, and I had the night of my life. Missed him so much, and there finally I was back where I belong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-3086453816251337611?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/3086453816251337611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-second-journey-to-land-of-love-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3086453816251337611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3086453816251337611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-second-journey-to-land-of-love-has.html' title='My second journey to the land of love has come to an end, again.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-3155186509960482662</id><published>2010-01-30T08:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:59:35.270+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day at work! Holidaaay.... *wiggles*</title><content type='html'>Yus, back at work yet again. As always! But this is the -last- shift! Tomorrow I'm on my way back to Tommy! I'm on the bus at 14:00, and from then its only happiness! Yes I use a lot of exclamation marks now since I'm stupidly over-excited!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Friday) I was out with my girl Kamile, met her at the mall in Ski and we had a walk around there... Sale everywhere! I found a few cool things and have decided now that Kamile is my own personal stylist! What am I gonna do without youuuu *sob* :D&lt;br /&gt;We watched "Where the wild things are", which was a cute movie. Fluffy and weird!&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we went out for more mini-shopping and dinner. Om nom nom! &lt;br /&gt;My train home was of course late (as always, stupid NSB!) but the bus to mums place didn't fail me. Printed my tickets for my flight and left for home. Sleepless night as usual, Cant sleep when there are so many awesome things to think about! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm at work and my colleague is stuffing the DVD-player with Prison Break so we'll have something to watch! I brought candy (cookies and chocolate) so now its party time :) Quiet and nice so far, me likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving tomorrow!!&lt;/span&gt; How AWESOME is that!!! Jeez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-3155186509960482662?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/3155186509960482662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-day-at-work-holidaaay-wiggles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3155186509960482662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3155186509960482662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-day-at-work-holidaaay-wiggles.html' title='Last day at work! Holidaaay.... *wiggles*'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-7243078593183909264</id><published>2010-01-28T09:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T09:43:10.814+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the excitement!</title><content type='html'>It's now &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;only 3 days left&lt;/span&gt; 'til I'm on the plane, airborne on my way back to the UK! Back into the arms of my hubby. Dying of excitement and nervousness, and what not...! Eeeeeek! I just can not wait! But it is a slight bit scary cause I'm meeting his mum this time too, and parents are always scary. Especially when you're living with them during your stay 0:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be ACE to be away from Norway and the stress for almost 8 days, I cant describe the feeling I get when I'm at airports going away. I love it, simply love it. There's probably no feeling in this world better for my mentality than when I'm inside of that aircraft and I feel the power and hear the noises of that plane when we take off.. Ah, fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;The feeling when returning home on the other hand is the worst in the world. Yeah, alright, its "OK" to be home again to wash your clothes and take a shower... But that's about it. I feel my heart and soul dying slightly every time I return home from trips. I don't really know why :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's soon time to depart for loveliness! And how I look forward to that ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-7243078593183909264?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/7243078593183909264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-excitement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7243078593183909264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7243078593183909264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-excitement.html' title='Oh, the excitement!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-1169881972739698666</id><published>2010-01-25T23:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:34:57.835+01:00</updated><title type='text'>For fucks sake! Facebook sucks.</title><content type='html'>This is the third night-shift. And the last. These super-crappy computers suck as usual, internet is a joke, messenger doesn't work (its for colleagues, by the way) and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;Facebook has been an even bigger joke lately. Not only at work but generally. The lagspikes are hilarious, the chat is not usable what so f'ing ever, and now I cant even open my sodding inbox. Useless piece of shit, this Facebook-thing. And even worse combined with the computers at work. They're ancient, slow, useless, full of bullcrap... Argh! I need a holiday! Not that anything at home will change, but a few days away from it might prevent me from going insane and maybe killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to save up for a new TV, an iPhone (GOD FORBID) and a mini-laptop. This all to make my daily life easier and maybe even make communication between me and the lover easier. Can have skype on the iPhone, and texting there instead of Facef...book is a good idea. I am a slight bit frustrated and annoyed with the "Oooops something went wrong" error Facesh...book always gives me now. I'm simply not allowed to comment on anything, write anything to anyone at all, not chat and no mail, no communication what so ever. I hate it. FACEBOOK I HATE YOU - From now and 'til forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things frustrate me now, the future annoys me, the lack of freedom incoming is in some ways strangling my soul and my being. Not being able to go where I want when I want. I hate the sentence my mother always tell me : "But that's how life is, having a job, its normal." Well, for you all it might be, for me its poison. Poison for my very being, being tied down and having authorities telling me how to live and when to live, if being allowed to live at all. I'll save up lots of cash and see what it can give me and where it can take me. Maybe finding a boyfriend far away was both good and bad - I have to go to another country to see him, which I love and hate. I wish he was closer, but I love the traveling-aspect of it. I hope he will too. If not exactly love it, at least do it - That's what I mean. Right now I'm madly in love and that's an awesome feeling. We'll see where the wind takes us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6 days left, almost 5.&lt;/span&gt; And of course my fucking stupid body needed to act up exactly that one week I'm there. Its typical, so very typical.... Another thing to add to my list of frustrations. Sometimes its tempting to just leave it all behind and go on somewhere else, I mean, leave this god forsaken thing we all call "life". Sometimes it feels and seems like everything is against you, no matter where you turn or who you turn to. No rest for the wicked? Difficult for weirdos? I don't know, things just seem to hate me these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work, and my part of day (night) dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-1169881972739698666?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/1169881972739698666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-fucks-sake-facebook-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1169881972739698666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1169881972739698666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-fucks-sake-facebook-sucks.html' title='For fucks sake! Facebook sucks.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-1064416467089516848</id><published>2010-01-23T23:25:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:01:55.294+01:00</updated><title type='text'>*Insert random title here*</title><content type='html'>Back at work yet again! Another night-shift, and two more incoming! Not that bad, although getting home tomorrow morning and back to work tomorrow night can be rather interesting. Sunday mornings are not too great, but going home after night-shift on Monday mornings, that's great! Going the opposite direction than the rest of the hordes of people.. watching their sleepy grumpy faces as you pass them by. Knowing you're going to bed and they're dreaming about their own beds, knowing they will have several hours ahead of them with utter boredom and stress, before they can get anywhere else. Freedom! Oh we love it. But tonight we will have to deal with all the drunktards first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8 days left&lt;/span&gt; 'til I'm back in his arms! My sweetie, I'm so excited. Have already packed some stuff, borrowing mums suitcase-thingy. I wonder how hellish it will be traveling with it since I cant drag it after me, I have to carry it... And the stupid snow over here still haven't even thought about retreating, so my task can become quite hard *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cold here! The day I'm leaving for lovely Skegby again its gonna be minus 11 in Oslo, HAH! Over there its gonna be around 8 (mm warm!). Lucky me, I'll try and make sure I wont get a sunburn ;) Stupid Norway, cold hellhole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the differences! Evil.. : &lt;a href="http://www.yr.no/place/United_Kingdom/England/Skegby/long.html"&gt;Skegby&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.yr.no/place/Norway/Oslo/Oslo/Hauketo~74133/long.html"&gt;Hauketo&lt;/a&gt; (the hole I live in..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm alone at work, for a few minutes. Its silent, thankfully! We'll see how long that will last. I brought my cross-stitching stuff with me just in case I'd get too bored, still have the border left on it.. I am such a slowpoke. Still haven't learned how to knit either, damn it! I want to, have to bother my auntie about that again soon. We're specialists with wasting time when we're together... Always!&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn how to make my own ear-warmers and hat-things and stuff like that, simple but I don't know hooow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I finally got my fist out of my ass and bought this waffle-mix, sour cream and strawberry jam! Im having Sabine over on Tuesday for waffles and random giggles. If I'm lucky, maybe even "Supersize vs. Superskinny" is on then too! My fav. show, for some weird reason ^^ That Anna Richardson is kinda cool...  0:)&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I'm going to the movies with Kamile, who is leaving us for Iceland and her boyfriend in only 2-3 months! Very happy for you dear, but its going to be hellish having you so far away. But I'd do the same if I could &lt;3 Lucky you Kami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, haven't got much interesting to say at all, just want to send a warm thought to my lover who apparently hasn't had the best day today. Annoying AC and burning his pretty hand (etc)... Love you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-1064416467089516848?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/1064416467089516848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/insert-random-title-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1064416467089516848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1064416467089516848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/insert-random-title-here.html' title='*Insert random title here*'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-1993880407130063214</id><published>2010-01-22T14:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:47:35.414+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking shit, give me a bed and freedom!</title><content type='html'>Why I had to wake up at 02:30 this night is beyond me. I didn't get a second more rest after that, and I had to get up at 06:00. F'ing annoying s***! &gt;.&lt; I get grumpy when I don't get my sleep... And now I've been up for 12 hours and I feel like I'm gonna collapse any moment. Grawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a craving for pizza the other day. Mum and I left for her place after a night shift together on Wednesday for some geeking and pizza - It was amazing! &lt;br /&gt;And yesterday I got the cravings for burgers... Asked my love if we could make some when I'm there, could be really tasty. After all he is lè awesome chef! &lt;br /&gt;That burger-craving got stronger with some help from my colleague who bought one for lunch, and had it right next to me... Smelled heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after work (I think) I'm meeting up with Torris for a brownie sundae on Hard Rock Cafe down town. I'm craving so much food these days, its insane. I got this immense craving for waffles too! I thought about the waffleface-fairy, and was reminded of the nom taste of waffles with sour cream and strawberry jam...! Thankyou Tommy, this time I blame you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so insanely tired. I know I shouldn't complain but seriously! It's so annoying. I just want a sofa and a blanket and some hours off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9 days!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-1993880407130063214?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/1993880407130063214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/fucking-shit-give-me-bed-and-freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1993880407130063214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1993880407130063214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/fucking-shit-give-me-bed-and-freedom.html' title='Fucking shit, give me a bed and freedom!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-7041033451805083600</id><published>2010-01-18T19:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T19:31:07.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy days, Love your Pillow &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I seriously cant remember eveR having slept as much as I do these days. I sleep like a rock on sleeping medication, and I'm not even on any ^^&lt;br /&gt;My bed is the best and my pillows loves me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was a good girl again and tidied my wardrobe, or tried to, just a shame I didn't find my plastic bags so I could empty it some... I have so much stuff! Aaaaaaargh! -_- Played some WoW last night, not much tho cause I'm somewhat bored with it again.... Gash is only 43 I think, still a looong way to go but my sweet Lyzanthe is almost full epic, with her pretty set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today its a late shift with mum at work. I made some new arm-warmers out of some childrens stockings I bought on sale like 2-3 years ago. Finally I got my fist outta my ass and made them. They have tiny white skulls on them, quite cool ;)&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my hands on some skirts, that look decent on me &gt;&gt; I wonder if that even exist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna fix my skull-gloves, they've been retired for a year or more since I never bothered to fix them, but NOW I will! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;13 days left!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles, laters, moo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-7041033451805083600?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/7041033451805083600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleepy-days-love-your-pillow-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7041033451805083600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7041033451805083600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleepy-days-love-your-pillow-3.html' title='Sleepy days, Love your Pillow &lt;3'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-5267455352689106167</id><published>2010-01-17T00:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:46:05.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Effective!</title><content type='html'>This Saturday has been awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started out with waking up around 10, and I found out that Skype had not kicked Lover and I, so we had been sleeping with each other on webcam all night! That was a nice suprise :) Waking up "next" to each other is &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt get outta bed until around 12, I had to get to the post office before 15....&lt;br /&gt;I painted my face, made some breakfast, and left. Walked to Holmlia, which is a nice walk, got to the post office around 15-20 mins later... Found out I was not the only one who had plans to pick up stuff today &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slowpokes over there made me miss my bus to mums place, so I decided to walk back to her place. That took me around 40-45 mins, but it was good! :)&lt;br /&gt;Mum was asleep, had been working nightshift, so I woke her up and made her come out to the kitchen and open her late Christmas-present - A WoW figurine, Belf Paladin. I ordered it before Christmas but it was from the states so it took its time to get here...&lt;br /&gt;She seemed happy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I took an hours nap on her sofa, she went back to bed, and at 1530 I left to aunties place. Time to deliver Christmas-presents there too :)&lt;br /&gt;Auntie loved her Lemmy-doll, and Thea looked like she liked that "Edward" T-shirt, hahaha... :p&lt;br /&gt;Was at Auntie's until 2200'ish, and left home with a new hairdo and some candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Im sitting typing with hairdye all over, 15 mins late of taking it out.. Ouch! I should run!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao peepsies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-5267455352689106167?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/5267455352689106167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/miss-effective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5267455352689106167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5267455352689106167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/miss-effective.html' title='Miss Effective!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-5157175002037050605</id><published>2010-01-15T12:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T13:01:50.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoaw! What a boring, grey, tiresome and slow day ^^</title><content type='html'>.. So far atleast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Began work at 11:00 today, a very nice time especially after last nights gig. &lt;br /&gt;Went to see &lt;strong&gt;The 69 Eyes &lt;/strong&gt;with mum last night, their first time in Oslo ever! That was awesome. I didn't get my favourite song, but 3-4 close ones. I filmed 3  full length ones (crappy quality, mostly for the memories). Mum felt awkward being an "old lady" going to a metal concert (or "goth" rather..) but she was not the only one. And whats weird about that anyway! She's a bigger fan of them than I am too ^^  &lt;br /&gt;We got ourselves sweet t-shirts too, but not big enough according to mum. For some reason she wants a walk-in tent of a tee, not something she can use.. Weirdo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't meet anyone I knew, except from one. I -saw- two more but didn't talk to them. Thomas and Viktoria didn't come, he was sick. Chris didnt come cause of that either, and Tor Olav couldnt afford it. Sean and his wifey wasnt even sure they'd come. Oh well, mum and I had a good time alone! We even got home quite early, which was very very nice.&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I got to spend a tiny bit of time with lover online, did 2 heroics and got a small status update on the raid he was leading for the guild earlier. They did down one boss, awesome guys! :) (But next time, I want to be there! Evil you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only 16 days left!&lt;/strong&gt; - Until Im off to UK and the arms of my love again! :D &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3 &lt;/strong&gt;Iiiih! I am terribly excited!&lt;br /&gt;i should get something for his folks, shouldnt I? I suck at that kind of stuff... Halp!! 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a buzy day at work, a normal dayshift on weekdays. All the normal questions and lots of them. And we got cake! I dont know why or from whom, but it was tasty. Thanks! :) &lt;br /&gt;The computers -suck- today. Firefox refises to connect to any network, and iExplorer is not a fan of me (ever). Its being OK to me letting me write here tho, for some absurd reason &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my cross-stitching! And I wanna learn how to knit! Knitting seems like an awesome thing to kill off time with, not that I really need that.. But I want to make my own cool stuffs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might meet up with Sabine later today after work, and I might even be lucky enough to see lover on Skype! We'll see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chopchop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-5157175002037050605?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/5157175002037050605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/whoaw-what-boring-grey-tiresome-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5157175002037050605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5157175002037050605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/whoaw-what-boring-grey-tiresome-and.html' title='Whoaw! What a boring, grey, tiresome and slow day ^^'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-1581491616046238703</id><published>2010-01-13T16:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:05:12.607+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One hour left at Tina's</title><content type='html'>I woke up around 1400 or later, the cats had been nice children all night and not woken me up once. I stumbled into the shower and then into my clothes, and I think I fell into a bucket of paint, cause I have my eyes back on now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we watched the first episode of "Trauma", was kinda good :) after that we made dinner (err.. Like at 02-03 in the night..) and watched "Snarveien" ("The Shortcut") a Norwegian movie about some fools shopping too much alcohol in Sweden and trying to get past the border control via. a stupid road through the woods in nomansland. Kinda bloody. And of course it had to have swedes in it, no Norwegian movie is any good without a swede to either make it or be in it :p Hah! (The swedes are awesome with movies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even tried out some of the cross-sticthing for the first time and I think it went well! I screwed up a couple of times but doing that with cross stitching is not as bad as with pearl-creatures.... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour 'til my train leaves so I bet I should try and be social now :)&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-1581491616046238703?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/1581491616046238703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-hour-left-at-tinas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1581491616046238703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1581491616046238703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-hour-left-at-tinas.html' title='One hour left at Tina&apos;s'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-2667227662442599379</id><published>2010-01-12T08:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T09:32:27.485+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Messy messy messy.... 0.o</title><content type='html'>I had one look at my apartment today and I can only say one thing - It's messy. &lt;br /&gt;It's really depressing! Stuff everywhere, I need a bigger place or less stuff, maybe the latter but preferably the first ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went on a mini-trip to Oslo city to get some cross-stitching things, but just discovered that I need fabric with bigger squares 0.o It's more expensive, but I'm gonna get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 2-3 days my back-pain has been kind enough to revisit me. My right side is aching, the nerves making my days interesting. Feels like lightning constantly down from my lower back and down to my thigh. Hopefully its only because I've been sitting too much, and nothing else. Go away again please! Annoying nerves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working today! After work I'm off to Tina's place. For the first time I'll meet her cats! Might be interesting to try out cross-stitching with cats around. I managed to remember her Christmas-present, yay for a functional brain, and I remembered to feed and water (hehe) my Rattie before I left. Sadly I also discovered that I have killed one of my plants :-( It's been a part of my life since I moved in, now there's only one left... *sniff* Sadness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone back to my old cellie-number by the way, Lebara sucks and sucks even more. I can't recieve sms from UK, and apparently not recieve calls from certain Norwegian operators either, so bleh on you Lebara, you suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now sinning - Eating a chicken sandwich and having orange juice. Not lowcarb! But atleast its not that unhealthy 0.o It is ridiculously tasty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy got what I mailed him yesterday and it seems he liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;Called him up a couple of times when I waited for my bus downtown yesterday, love your voice sweetie! :) Can't wait to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 19 days left!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-2667227662442599379?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/2667227662442599379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/messy-messy-messy-0o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/2667227662442599379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/2667227662442599379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/messy-messy-messy-0o.html' title='Messy messy messy.... 0.o'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-1115181442747591270</id><published>2010-01-11T03:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T08:35:55.928+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oi! Its dark here!</title><content type='html'>My lamp killed itself yesterday! How mean, I walk around in utter darkness now, meaniepoo suicidal lamp!&lt;br /&gt;Rattie is happy, or maybe annoyed since I just cleaned her cage and threw away all her stinky stuff. She tried to push out the new bedding as usual... Failed though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-am-trying-not-to-count-daaaaaays until I'm leaving for UK! Its only 20 days left now! May I repeat - ONLY 20 days.... *sigh* Time can pass switfly now before I leave, but it can stand still when I arrive there, I wouldn't mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored now Its insane. I was thinking about maybe making some food for tomorrow, tempting. Watch some TV, or some DVD, play some Nintendo perhaps. Meh! Tomorrow its back downtown to buy some cross-stitching stuff, and some other stuffs... &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I can bug someone to come meet up and have a snack. Anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*swoooosh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-1115181442747591270?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/1115181442747591270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/oi-its-dark-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1115181442747591270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1115181442747591270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/oi-its-dark-here.html' title='Oi! Its dark here!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-8404530360395292117</id><published>2010-01-10T03:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T03:20:19.834+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Every dream is a journey away"....</title><content type='html'>Work work! Back at the desk, with my planner, with my boredom and an email that gave me a rather good idea. Well - work is good tonight. Been here since 23:00 and its been quite silent, calm, nice, not a very typical Saturday night as from what I can recall. Must be all the snow and the minus 20 degrees that does it. Not very keen on walking all those 35 minutes home! 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got my munneh and that email from my boss saying a few weeks upcoming would be rather hectic, so I had a spur of the moment reaction and booked my next trip to UK to see my lovie! I haven't gotten any answer from my boss, but I'm sure she wont mind, even though it might get tough without me there that one week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought that my last month as a stand-in, last month with the freedom to go anywhere when I want to, well I should use that freedom and opportunity one last time. Its expensive for sure, but its gonna be worth it. I know both lovie and I will make sure of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Jan. the 31st and returning the 7th of Feb. 8 days with him! I am so very ridiculously excited! :D I'm afraid I'll bore him insane, and I'm scared of the entire meeting-the-family stuff, although I met his dad and brother last time. I'm really bad with introductions, always have been and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;(Not to mention my English is somewhat rotten.....Grr..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I saw that the mail-stuffs I sent him has finally gone through customs or whatever, should be there on Monday then! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, back to work and maybe some food. Starving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-8404530360395292117?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/8404530360395292117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-dream-is-journey-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8404530360395292117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8404530360395292117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-dream-is-journey-away.html' title='&quot;Every dream is a journey away&quot;....'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-5383627956369697068</id><published>2010-01-08T06:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:21:11.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon time to get my move on. Where to : Home. To do what : Sleep.</title><content type='html'>Now I have about 80-90 mins. left at work. Been a very very quiet night, and 2 out of 3 desks were screwed over for some weird reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a good night at work, but a hellish night personally. I hate arguments, and I hate not being done with them, and I hate parting with tension. I hate being ignored and left like that.&lt;br /&gt;I hate not being able to explain myself and be done with... stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration really gets to me and I get restless and worn out at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I've had so many downs lately that I'm starting to doubt I'll ever see a light at the end of the tunnel, or if there is an end to the tunnel at all. Yey! I sound depressed don't I, well I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see the point, and I can not be bothered. I get up when I have to and I do what I should. Whatever can make me happy is not even close anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon I'm gonna get some stuff for my Subversive Cross-stitching, maybe that will take my mind off shitty stuff. And to you My Love - You need to learn how to -talk- with me. No matter how awful or yucky it is. If you love me, you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night slaves and minions, go to bed and be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-5383627956369697068?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/5383627956369697068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/soon-time-to-get-my-move-on-where-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5383627956369697068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/5383627956369697068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/soon-time-to-get-my-move-on-where-to.html' title='Soon time to get my move on. Where to : Home. To do what : Sleep.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-2762742559776016618</id><published>2010-01-07T17:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:06:52.431+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>I had to quote this song, it's awesome. Actually two songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I'm yours to lose, why do you care.&lt;br /&gt;The world's my devil when you're not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear you love me, swear you cry&lt;br /&gt;Funny how fast those tears dry." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours to lose, by Zeromancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm an automan, I'm made of wires...wires...wires... There ain't no way that I could ever love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't programmed to understand&lt;br /&gt;This feeling that tugged at her heart&lt;br /&gt;Though technically he was a man&lt;br /&gt;They were still a world apart&lt;br /&gt;Love wasn't in his capacity&lt;br /&gt;But her love grew on and on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Automan, by Newcleus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-2762742559776016618?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/2762742559776016618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/2762742559776016618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/2762742559776016618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-6952610439517290653</id><published>2010-01-07T11:58:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T12:20:04.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fuck Off!"</title><content type='html'>I quote Sue White, and even &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; the accent. It's priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of those days. I feel so empty and lost, and I've got the short fuse from hell. I feel alone and tempted to stare everyone in the eye and say just that... "Fuck Off!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we girls are stupid. We really are. We sacrifice ourselves and our time for almost nothing. What do we get in return? Please remind me, I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;Why are we like this? Why do we fight and struggle for "nothing"? Why? Do we have to burn ourselves time and time again to understand how insanely stupid we are, and actually do something about it? I don't think we ever will open our eyes. I hope I will, just pondering on how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, thanks for the water all over my livingroom and bedroom. I appreciate that you have the decency to take off your shoes before you enter, like you scream at me to make me do when I'm at your place. And yes you'll have your TV back, that you just started using cause I have it. Yeah, fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;And poor you, did I get another mobile operator? You can't call for free to me anymore? Oh what a shame, I should really keep the other one so you and you only can call me for free. Bläh! There are other people on this planet than &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, you know! Or no, of course you dont know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point anyway. People are stupid, the world is stupid. I feel stupid today. I am hungry and should get out of bed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I'm not very loving today. Im a pitbull from the hottest hole in hell and beware, I might bite your fingers off and nom on them. I don't care, today is not my day, or maybe thats just exactly what it is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning fuckers! Hope you all slept well.... *snarls*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-6952610439517290653?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6952610439517290653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuck-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6952610439517290653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6952610439517290653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuck-off.html' title='&quot;Fuck Off!&quot;'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-8444546885856422907</id><published>2010-01-05T23:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:53:34.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"All the small things..."</title><content type='html'>Oh god, how did I even get into this "topic" I'm about to bore you with...&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with a friend of Facebook and he asked me how things with me and Tommy were. Well, since we're kind of far away from each other, I guess all I can say is "Well its fine! I am madly in love and stuff but we wont see each other in months to come, but its all good!" 0.o Sounds like a stupid joke, but for me that's actually reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I end up in this mess anyway, cause some people might look at it at a "mess". I've had friends telling me that "You know I don't believe in that, its doomed to begin with" and then I have friends who are in the exact same situation or worse, and its actually working so far, after 3 years +.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all what you want it to be. It takes two. Its not a one-man project, and if it ends up like one, it sure is doomed - But that goes for all relationships. &lt;br /&gt;Long-distance relationships however do require a lot more "blind" trust and will to make it than the ones where you can see each other whenever you like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the times you're alone in bed, cold, alone, feeling lost and lonely. No arms to hold you, no warm bf/gf to lay next to you. After a hellish day at school/work, no one to just call up randomly (because of money or hours etc.) and talk to, or no one to visit just like that, just cause you want to. No one to make you something warm and soothing when you're sick, cause it takes planning, lots of money, hours and hours and hours to get even a tad closer...&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna go on about sex-life, cause I'm not sharing that with the world 0.o But somehow the long-distancer's need to figure something out there too of course...&lt;br /&gt;And its not easy, no matter what it is, its not easy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I have already had friends going through hell and survived in LD relationships, and I have learned a lot just by sitting next to them and watch I think. No relationships are anything alike, but some of those "general" issues are something I've seen now and can either avoid or know how to get out of, somewhat alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what I've learned so far, and I feel I've learned a lot of a very very short time - Its to appreciate and treasure the small things. Its not to be all dramatic and mad if you don't get a text back right away (waiting for hours or a day is not unusual, but hells! We don't own each other.). Its to remember that we do have social lives and friends too, and its to trust each others words and intentions, and of course its to be honest as well. Communication is very important, and I don't feel I get enough of that but I know I am demanding and I know I just have to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small things can do so much for you. Just a text saying "You make me so happy" can light up an entire day. To see your beloved on webcam for a few minutes before sleeping or after work, can be the best therapy. To hear his/her voice and have a giggle for a few minutes on the phone can get you going for another day - with a big smile on your face. The pink clouds are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can be demanding, jealous, distrustful, sad, angry, hot tempered, short fused, and I know the variety in my mood is like a fucking roller-coaster every day. I am very very sad about all that, but I cant change myself. I have so many bad experiences with people all through my life that having to trust someone far away isn't always the easiest task, but I'm lucky with having met someone who makes it easy for me to trust him. I really don't have an impression of him being an evil guy or having cruel intentions in any way. You can call me naïve, stupid, whatever you want, but that's how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I also think that I'm a tiny bit happy I don't have a bf that is too close too. The entire LD-thing is new to me and all but its sometimes nice to -not- have someone over me all the time, who wants to know -every- detail about everything I do and everyone I do it with. I don't have anything to hide, and I easily answer questions, but I don't feel like having a watcher. Done with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do however wish you were closer, my love. I do. Been so many "ups'n'downs" lately, and I have needed those arms desperately many nights, and days for that matter. I guess I just wanted people, and maybe you if you bother reading my rants (haha), to know that I really appreciate you although you're "too far away" (and I hear a male WoW-dwarfs voice say that!) and that I miss you and love you, that I love spending time with you no matter how, that a simple text can work wonders and that I do believe in it... Am I insane? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-one can ever really plan the future, we can't say what it'll bring or where it takes us. Live one day at a time, but keep dreams alive and try and have your feet on this planet at the same time. I can not say where this will take me, if it will take me anywhere or anything else for that matter. All I know is that it feels good now, its what I want now (or rather Who I want) and that I really hope it will survive and get even better than it is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Tommy. And sorry to the rest of you for the übertoosweet-stoof! &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill, the night will go on....."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-8444546885856422907?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/8444546885856422907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-small-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8444546885856422907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8444546885856422907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-small-things.html' title='&quot;All the small things...&quot;'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-8703753588279949942</id><published>2010-01-05T01:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:31:59.667+01:00</updated><title type='text'>About time!</title><content type='html'>Finally, a day when I could relax. I slept for hours! Think I went to bed around 2400'ish, woke up 09 but thought "Oh HELL I'm gonna sleep some more..." and closed my eyes 'til 1200 ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was shower, facepainting, fetching clothes and legging to town! Had to mail some stretching-stuff to Tommy along with some other things I hope he'll like ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the stress of post-office poking (fucking stressfull buisness, crowded and hot and messy! Grrr!) it was time for some Friday's raiding with Line and her boyfriend Matt, who finally came back to visit tiny Oslo! :D Was nice to meet you Matt, after 4 years of WoW'ing with you. I might go over to theirs on Thursday for some... dunno, funzies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its geeking with mum! Again ^^ It's awesome. Days off &lt;3 Next up is 2 nightshifts, and thats actually quite nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw my boyfriend on Skype again today, that always lights up any day, no matter how good or bad it is - it always gets better :) Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now peepsies! *shuts down brain and logs on WoW*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-8703753588279949942?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/8703753588279949942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/about-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8703753588279949942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8703753588279949942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/about-time.html' title='About time!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-6460081531666222005</id><published>2010-01-03T10:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T10:13:24.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One month and one day!</title><content type='html'>- Since I met you now, Tommy! :D Been too long, seems like yesterday and I want to go back. Want to see you again soon. Got the piercing-jewelry packed and sending it tomorrow, and be nice to the ear now! I'll even try and get some stretching-oil for us... :) Pretty &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, someone came in with cake to us at work! Cheesecake! :D Awesome, so much for lowcarb diet, hihi. Today its off to mum's place and there I'll be printing some recipes. And lover, make me some too! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shitty cold day, well not shitty but awfully cold &gt;&gt; The tram I was supposed to take to work didn't show up of course! That's Sundays for you (me...).&lt;br /&gt;Finally at work, a colleague on her way out says "Is the Christmas-tree falling...?" and I turned around to see the tree standing there in a funky angle, and then I remember it was my fault. I managed to poke it yesterday, it almost fell over, but is now leaning towards one of the desks... Funny  0:)  Didn't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caketime! *omnomnom*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-6460081531666222005?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6460081531666222005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-month-and-one-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6460081531666222005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6460081531666222005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-month-and-one-day.html' title='One month and one day!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-4432294115871779085</id><published>2010-01-02T12:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:48:38.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So what to do, how to start off this new year?</title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we start off this new year? I was thinking... I'm gonna get back on the lowcarb! I hope, err I want to... I just need to get rid of some STRESS thats is currently annoying the living crap out of me, and need to get some days off work to breathe again. Tired, extremely tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lowcarb! I made my first lowcarb'ish meal yesterday. Just to try and get the feeeel. I will have to make myself some lists and such to keep track of it and I'm gonna try and abuse my bike again. I cant say I'm keen on gaining weight again! &gt;&gt; Christmas is so evil like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Off to mums. I'm gonna play some WoW with her, have dinner, print out some lowcard breakfast/snack recipes... And I need to tidy my own place! ugh I had to remind myself &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy has mentioned visiting me, did I say that? I am so excited, and I hope he will. Would be ace to have him here, although my place is tiiiny and messy &gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-4432294115871779085?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/4432294115871779085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-what-to-do-how-to-start-off-this-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4432294115871779085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4432294115871779085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-what-to-do-how-to-start-off-this-new.html' title='So what to do, how to start off this new year?'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-6128226279532235854</id><published>2010-01-01T10:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T09:25:04.791+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;May 2010 bring all of you happiness and lots of fun and all that jazz... :)&lt;br /&gt;Just remember to be true to yourselves and don't let anyone tell you how to live your life, unless you're doing something totally stupid ofc ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will come and go as it always does, and friendships as well. But if its meant to be it will last, in both arenas. This year will be nothing different to the past years - But hopefully some of us are able to learn from previous mistakes and learn to move on and look forward :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0420.jpg?t=1262507005"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0420.jpg?t=1262507005" border="0" alt="" /&gt;A little new years-greeting from CPH.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try out a new start on the diet and even try and exercise, Don't know how it will turn out yet but I cant stand the idea of gaining more weight - Half a kilo is warning enough for me!&lt;br /&gt;New job starts in March and I might have someone special over in the beginning of this year too *grins* Gonna be a good but stressful start of 2010! I have now ordered a new cellphone-thingy too so I can call and text cheaper to foreign countries, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Rant Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viv' Out! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-6128226279532235854?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6128226279532235854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6128226279532235854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6128226279532235854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-4967860390019058635</id><published>2010-01-01T10:10:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T09:22:37.982+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivizzle Raids DK! 26.-30. December'09</title><content type='html'>So I went off to my second raid in December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the start of my journey was not that "epic"...&lt;br /&gt;I planned to use this huge suitcase I borrowed from mum, but the amount of snow I had to climb through made it impossible to use that. A backpack-thing and a bag, was all I could carry. &lt;br /&gt;I was set off to take the bus 0701. So I hurried down there, in the snow that reached to the middle of my thighs! Well at least for the first 5 mins, took ages to plow through it and it was sooo cooold... Friggin' winter! And not to mention it all being slippery.. I even fell on my way. The snow hid the side of the road, so I stepped down there and fell, awesome. Morning, knee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally down at the bus station. Takes about 25 mins to get down there, approx. It was around 10-15 mins or something 'til the bus was supposed to arrive. It was a blizzard that day, or not far from it. Snow falling from the sky like there was no tomorrow, and it flew around in all directions. I think I went from being the little black one to a huge scary yeti in seconds! &lt;br /&gt;So, around 0707 I start to wonder if the bus might be late... And I call the taxi service just to be sure I had a backup plan. At 0716 still no answer from the taxi-people, and no bus. People start coming to the station now, for the special morning-bus &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 0735 the bus shows up... I had almost given up now. The taxi-people still hadn't picked up and I was close to panic. But here it was! Finally, and now I could get warm and feel my hands and feet again.. Thank you, bus! Amazing how Norway - with annual snow-chaos - can fuck up so much when we get that stupid snow! Wow, I'm really impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at the airport I try and find the check-in, I end up in the wrong queue, being an arse and cheat my way into the right one (but didn't jump in front of anyone though!), when check-in was done and over with it was ofc. the dreaded security-check... and do I have to tell you that this was chaos? So many families with annoying (annoyed!) kids and oldies and youngsters being all idiots (sorry, but its the truth!), people going back home from Christmas or going away to visit family after Christmas... I don't know, but it was a mess. I think I stood in that queue for sec.-check for 35 mins. &lt;br /&gt;DONE!! Found the gate, had a salad, and when we got on the plane, it turns out they're having issues with the luggage-system... And we had to wait for de-icing. Fair enough. 70 mins later, we were airborne. Winter - Not for me... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0405.jpg?t=1262503933"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0405.jpg?t=1262503933" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was going to meet up with Nik, Kat, Gurm - but Sune and Sandie couldn't.. I knew that already :)&lt;br /&gt;The weather there was awesome, +2 degrees every day! (At home it was -20 and blizzard and so much snow..) No snow, barely some rain once. And the Metro took you straight from/to the airport, amazing. Luxury!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0406.jpg?t=1262505227"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0406.jpg?t=1262505227" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up with none of my friends!&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't matter too much. I shopped and ate and went to the movies. Watched Sherlock Holmes and Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus (or something like that?) and I have to admit that Hard Rock Cafe was well used  0:)&lt;br /&gt;I tried a "new" place as well, or I mean new for me, and they had the best chicken club-thing ciabatta nom... Mango-dressing! I miss it, seriously. I have to get myself a kitchen and make it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0444.jpg?t=1262505329"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0444.jpg?t=1262505329" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a few goth/daaark-shops and a piercingstudio that had tons of kewl jewelery, I got black diamond blings there, 8mm ones &lt;3 A new shopping "street" is now discovered, for future visits! I got two cute tees, a skull hoodie (nom!) knee-high socks (skulls here too!) cause I am in desperate need of that &gt;&gt; and at a second-hand shop I found by accident this black top with skulls all over. My luck! :D And here's the hoodie, luckily they had ONE left in my size!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0488.jpg?t=1262506495"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0488.jpg?t=1262506495" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way down the street with all the kewl shops, my eyes stumbled over something that reminded me of my sweetheart! Just had to shoot a pic of that :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0458.jpg?t=1262506327"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0458.jpg?t=1262506327" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Spot the Tommy-thingy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a&gt;Tivoli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0416.jpg?t=1262505388"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0416.jpg?t=1262505388" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tivoli shot up fireworks a few times every day, and the last night they had these heard-shaped ones, was pretty. Wish you were there lover :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0492.jpg?t=1262505517"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0492.jpg?t=1262505517" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0462.jpg?t=1262505442"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0462.jpg?t=1262505442" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Scary thingy at the Tivoli! :p&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a this hard rock/metal CD-store I found a Lemmy-figurine for auntie that I hope will make her giggle... They even managed to make his warts 0.o Hah! (&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;More pics will come&lt;/span&gt;, when I have emptied my cellie - that was my main camera for the trip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to poke this H&amp;M store too, they had a shoe-store on the second floor. I found a few ugly pairs there, and whats up with shoes with mustache?? Who wears this! Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0429.jpg?t=1262505785"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0429.jpg?t=1262505785" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have so many jewelery-shops there with Amber, and some of the jewelery they have is so... huge. This neckless (if I can call it that) looks like, well.. Who wants to wear amber shaped like testicles? Seriously. This town has a few suprises that can make you giggle ;) Testicle-neckless and mustache-shoes... Are we ready for new-years party now!? 0.o "Oh what do you have around your neck there?" - "Oh its just a little souvenir from my ex husband" Mhm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0419.jpg?t=1262506074"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0419.jpg?t=1262506074" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way downtown last night, I walked past this car. It doesn't mean anything special to you who don't understand Norwegian I guess, but omg! I couldn't stop staring at this... Seriously?? Hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0493.jpg?t=1262506778"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/dk09/DSCF0493.jpg?t=1262506778" border="0" alt="" /&gt;"Rent A Fuck", basically.. Translated. Car rental 0.o&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-4967860390019058635?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/4967860390019058635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/vivizzle-raids-dk-26-30-december09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4967860390019058635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4967860390019058635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2010/01/vivizzle-raids-dk-26-30-december09.html' title='Vivizzle Raids DK! 26.-30. December&apos;09'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-1140293112681392422</id><published>2009-12-24T10:05:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:13:24.544+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiny travel-diary! 2. - 6. December. Part 5. - The end of my UK-raid.. 0.o</title><content type='html'>Last day, Sunday the 6th of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when we got up, but it was early (as usual) and we found out that whoops - We had been sleeping together all night, but we weren't supposed to... Hmm. But it was not on purpose! We just collapsed in bed.&lt;br /&gt;This day was the only day over there when I checked my FB, Farmville 0.o Mum wanted presents so I kinda had to, right? (Oh and on Saturday Tommy had showed me this scary space-game I never remember the name of ^^) &lt;br /&gt;I also logged on my WoW for a sec, nothing new or interesting there. I didn't miss anything from the computer that weekend what-so-ever, that weekend - with the best company ever - was so amazing, nothing else mattered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! Off we went, to Hardwick Hall! Pretty place, and Tommy and his Dad checked those uhm, "ponds" near the Hall, and removed some leaves and other things that got stuck here and there. And I tried to entertain George, who tried to bribe me with sticks. It worked, and he let me pick them up too! What a lovable creature &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0146.jpg?t=1262466247"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0146.jpg?t=1262466247" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so pretty. And we had lovely weather that day, or most of the day. Was grey and rainy but still pretty. The Old Hall was so cool - Just imagining how it was living there, the people walking around, the kitchen - what was made there and how, I just dive into my own fantasy and stay there. I love old buildings, ruins and history although I suck at years and numbers... Its very interesting. Ken got me a book-thingy about the place and I've read it all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0164.jpg?t=1262466401"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0164.jpg?t=1262466401" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Hall was mostly closed off, sadly. But I got to see some of it! So cool, thinking about those people who dined there, lived there, worked there, built it! 0.o My cam was useless in there, and flash was not allowed, heard a guy got told off by using it :p hah! Saw one of the bedrooms, and I must say I love those posh beds from the 1500's... Tommy, I want one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0166.jpg?t=1262466324"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0166.jpg?t=1262466324" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Went for a walk outside again, in the garden of the new hall. Saw the wineglass-shaped garden, that was funky! Nice idea, kudos to whoever made it dunnohowmanyyearsago! :p Herb-garden tempted me, but I didn't taste anything, I swear... And squirrels!! We sat atleast 3-4 again, running around us and trying to hide. Failed epicly they did, huge scary buggers ;)&lt;br /&gt;Oh an yeah! I've seen the queen's bush &gt;&gt; I swear, the herbs were not the only thing there I didn't touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0196.jpg?t=1262466450"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0196.jpg?t=1262466450" border="0" alt="" /&gt;The wineglass!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0209.jpg?t=1262466517"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0209.jpg?t=1262466517" border="0" alt="" /&gt;The Queens Bush...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy's dad and brother picked us up after the sightseeing and we left for Matlock, that was a niiiice drive through the beautiful countryside, and I must say I am in love with the place. I did have dirty hair, mud all over my pants and was afraid I had forgotten my cellie at Tommy's place (no turning back, was on our way to the airport even) so I must have looked like hell... Not only a tourist - a lost and dirty one as well! :D&lt;br /&gt;Matlock, the town there we visited, was so pretty too - like everything else I'd seen there 'til then. Funky trees too. It was down in this valley, really neat. Here I got my only self-bought "souvenir", a bull terrier teddything! And for mum I found a dolphin/whale keyring teddy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0215.jpg?t=1262466571"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0215.jpg?t=1262466571" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Funky trees in Matlock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm back... hmm!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for fish'n'chips, and Tommy and I started discussing how I spell my last names... Yeah, uhm, why? :p Oh well. After the food was killed properly it was off to the airport. Met a firetruck on the way, that we saw again a few minutes later... Apparently it had taken the wrong turn somewhere. Cant blame them, confusing place - but pretty houses! Brick-houses everywhere, these tiny cute ones with small charming gardens... I want one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was somewhat surreal to think about that I was going home. Home already? I just arrived! Holding hands as we did every waking minute, and soon I was not gonna hold his hand anymore, when would I do that again? Would I ever? I looked at him and he had for a second this really sad look on his face, and that made me realize it was not a bad dream - I was going home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time stopped and my head went all numb when I saw the roadsigns to the airport. Four days is not much, but I had to "safe it" just in case it went to hell, which it most certainly didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird how some people can become such an important "part" of you in such a short time... I guess its all about chemistry and connection? And communication? I don't know, but Tommy is someone I feel very comfortable around. I even did in-game way before we knew each other better. His voice and his way with people, calm and relaxed. I don't feel I have to entertain him, he manages that perfectly well on his own. It was weird to actually not get an instant "No" or an "Ugh" when I suggested something too, not used to that! He is not someone who seems like that type who only sits around and waits for things to happen. He might not be as insanely addicted to planning and the time as I am but, at least he is not a slacker when things need to be done. he was cooking for me - Whoaw! Nom. Luxury! :D "Anything I can do?"  "Just sit right where you are and look pretty." Alright, Not sure I can do that but I sure can try :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threw my bag away at the check-in and he walked me to the gate-entrance thing... &lt;br /&gt;Huggled up before he almost pushed me away saying "You have to go."  Yeah I had to, and I guess he is not fond of good-byes. Nor am I, I hated it... It was awful.&lt;br /&gt;Finally on the plane, taking off, seeing East Midlands Airport underneath me. That's when it felt like I had left my arms, legs, brain and emotions behind there. Empty and numb, not sad - I didn't cry since I rarely do, simply numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0217.jpg?t=1262466628"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0217.jpg?t=1262466628" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight was rather short... I got to Brussels and found the gate for my flight to Oslo. I heard Norwegian again for the first time in 4 days, and reality hit me even harder - I am going home. I'm far away from him now, not going to spend a single minute snoozing in his arms again for god-knows-how-long if ever again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one day at a time I guess, and time will tell where what ends up. But for now we can only enjoy each others company the ways we can until the day we'll meet again - For at least for now we do plan to meet up again, and he is my boyfriend and I am his girlfriend. Yes, it did happen quickly, but you only live once. You have to grab the chances and the opportunities when you can. As far as we know, we only live once, one life, and we have to make the best out of it while we're here. &lt;br /&gt;Even if that means hurting others... Make your life the best you can for yourself! &lt;br /&gt;Only one person can decide how and what your life is going to be, and that's you. I did, or I try. Babysteps and patience and struggle and whatnot... Don't not do things only so you can regret not taking the chances later on... I know I wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skegby ftw! Adopt me now please! 0:)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for an awesome time to all of you! I will never forget it and I hope I can visit you again some time. Merry Christmas and a happy new year - See you in 2010?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs, &lt;br /&gt;Viv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I still save some of the clothes I washed over there, they smell like him and I don't wanna let go of that :p Yeah I'm silly!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-1140293112681392422?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/1140293112681392422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-travel-diary-2-6-december-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1140293112681392422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/1140293112681392422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-travel-diary-2-6-december-part-5.html' title='A tiny travel-diary! 2. - 6. December. Part 5. - The end of my UK-raid.. 0.o'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-2649383966558478870</id><published>2009-12-15T11:58:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T18:09:40.851+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiny travel-diary! 2. - 6. December. Part 4.</title><content type='html'>Day 4, Saturday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early up, woken up by Tommy again. Wonderful way to wake up if you ask me! The best &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;This was the day when Tommy would show me epic Mansfield! I was excited, since I'm (for those who don't know by now) really fond of traveling and seeing new places. &lt;br /&gt;We found a spot in the parking-lot after some time. I don't think either of us are that fond of crowded towns, and it was Saturday, oh wee! We stopped by the mall (can I call it that..?) and tried to squeeze through the crowds. Grrr people everywhere :p &lt;br /&gt;He bought me Christmas-presents! Got me Green Wing DVDs, that's impossible to get back home, and he bought me both seasons! Thank you baby! &lt;3 That humor is so awesome. (I have just started watching them, since I finally got my hands on a TV with DVD-player for my bedroom... ^^) I bought only the latest Rammstein-album, which I bothered Tommy with in the car later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We poked around Mansfield for a little while. I'm not really a big shopper so it wasn't any shopping-spree, but I saw some shops and cool things :) Tiny cute town (city?) and the town square had this cool... noideawhatitwas-thing in the middle, some fountainthing I'm sure :p And Miss Paparazzi sucked yet again! &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-time, got an awesome baguette with tuna (thank you!) and Tommy got this funky somethingsomething. I had earlier that day whispered something about wanting to go to the movies so that was the next thing we did! We decided that if we we're to watch anything, it'd be "2012". &lt;a href="http://www.odeon.co.uk/fanatic/film_times/s110/Mansfield/"&gt;Odeon&lt;/a&gt; was the cinema and it looked quite similar to Klingenberg back home in Oslo :) (Except Odeon was new and fresh, not old and shabby.. :p)&lt;br /&gt;"2012" was actually an OK movie for being another of those "omg its the end of the world (USA)" kind of movies. John Cusack might seem boring but he is not, imo.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Funky effects and thankfully they killed the nice boring man. He was so boring it hurt... But that's not all! They even killed an ugly fat Russian! (I silently cheered, he was -ugly-... Shhh!) The dog survived and some helicopters were flying around with giraffes and elephants. I lol'd - To say it in geekish.&lt;br /&gt;(and candy.. I tried Aeros! Funky balls of chocolate with uhm air, just like Stratos only round "marbles" instead. And sweet chili-chips, that was really nom! Gief moar nauw!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did cheat and move down to the more comfy seats, as there were few people and not even one row was full. Of course we had to get the giggling annoying kiddos on the row behind us. I fucking hate them... Stop going to the movies if you're only keen on laughing and giggling loud and kicking the stupid chairs &gt;&gt; Why am I always doomed with such irritating people stuck behind me. Its like with flushing - Its conspiracy! *nodnod*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie over - and when we got out, we found that Tommy most likely had forgotten to lock the car up when we left, and I had my stuff in the backseat - We nubbed, both of us :D But nothing had happened to wasn't a big deal (its not downtown Oslo, hah) lucky this time!&lt;br /&gt;His dad was gonna cook that night so we hurried home and.... I think had another nap. We're like the king and queen of naps, mmm I want one now (sleepy!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ken, for another really nice meal. I'm sorry I don't have room for much, but it doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it lots! :) I'm not used to "real" dinners at home at all anymore, so it was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my last night at their place, and since we were going to Hardwick Hall the day after Ken showed us a DVD about the place. I found it interesting but Tommy fell asleep on my shoulder, hihi... Poor little tired thing. &lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to bed and tried to watch some of the Conchords episodes, but we failed again - Fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night, the melody on the DVD's main menu was annoying me... I sat up and pointed at the screen saying "Kill", Tommy killed it and we fell asleep again as our heads hit the pillow. Zzzz. I miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last night there... I could not believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-2649383966558478870?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/2649383966558478870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-travel-diary-2-6-december-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/2649383966558478870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/2649383966558478870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-travel-diary-2-6-december-part-4.html' title='A tiny travel-diary! 2. - 6. December. Part 4.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-7013609480507849102</id><published>2009-12-15T11:03:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:02:35.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiny travel-diary! 2. - 6. December. Part 3.</title><content type='html'>Ok! Ages since I've written anything now, so where was I... Right! My "travel-blog" thing... Hmmm... Lets see what I can remember :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2. continued with more DVDs (this time Green Wing!) not that I really watched that much of it, had other things to do too ^^ *daydreaming*&lt;br /&gt;I thiiink Tommy's dad made dinner this day - and as usual I don't have room for much, and I got poked for that ;) I miss their cooking, mmm... Nom! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3. Friday :&lt;br /&gt;Time to visit Sherwood Forest! We got up early (again, wtf!), fetched the dog and off we went! This was one of the things I really looked forward to see, cause I was a Robin Hood fan when I was a child (the Disney-version ^^). Mum wanted to see pix from this as well so I had to remember to use my cam, thanks Tommy for reminding me! I've been a lousy paparazzi lately, need practice &gt;&gt; Used to be so good at that. Poor little George seemed happy! He found sticks and branches to kill everywhere, just like a dog should ^^ (Reminds me of Honda, aunties old dog. Miss Branchkiller, who didn't need a leash as long as she had a stick to chase.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0066.jpg?t=1262466024"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0066.jpg?t=1262466024" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0087.jpg?t=1262466070"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0087.jpg?t=1262466070" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never seen gray squirrels before (they're huge!), and we tried to spot them. They hid well cause we didn't find any squirrel until we reached the tourist-area info-thing on the way back. There we saw at least 4 of them at the same time - And I got pix to prove it :D The nature there is very pretty. Completely different from what we have here, seriously! I really loved it! Miss it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0098.jpg?t=1262466120"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0098.jpg?t=1262466120" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to drop everything I had in my hands on the ground on the way back to the car, for some weird reason. Almost like my arms just decided to stop working for a second. My camera went down with it all, but miraculously survived without as much as a dent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, almost forgot!)&lt;br /&gt;Shopping! Groceries! :D That's so much more fun than shopping anything else! Mmm food...&lt;br /&gt;We left doggie at home and went back out to fetch some food! Ingredients for lasagna and of course I had to have something with chocolate in it... Like chocolate muffins, chocolate milk (that one was more like liquid brownie, was thick and nom) yoghurt I didn't get the chance to taste, uhm what else.. We bought pepsi max too but I didn't have time to drink much of that either. Tommy got his chance to taste it and tell me how horrible it was when I got home. Evil! Its übertasty and I want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home.. uhm I don't really remember what we did. I think I had a shower, and what a funky shower-system :D And I have to add that their toilet didn't like me the least - What is it with flushing and me! Why it refused to let me flush all the time is beyond me, I had to make Tommy do it for me once. I gave up after 6-7 attempts and he touches it once, and it works! Its conspiracy! &gt;&gt; And YES I know how to flush, its just that the damn toilets dislike me so much... &lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna mention what happened when I tried flushing in New York when I was there &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From flushing to dinner! If I remember correctly, Tommy made lasagna this day, and it was AMAZING! You are lè awesome chef, my dear. If that's the only excuse I have to return, I'm so gonna use it! (But as for now its not, but I am gonna use if it needed!). He made the best breakfasts for me every day &lt;3 Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3. probably ended like all the days there did, too late, snoring together and having to wake up cause he had to go downstairs. I think we tried to watch Wall-E, but fell asleep and failed epicly ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-7013609480507849102?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/7013609480507849102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-travel-diary-2-6-december-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7013609480507849102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7013609480507849102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-travel-diary-2-6-december-part-3.html' title='A tiny travel-diary! 2. - 6. December. Part 3.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-6501654477056902830</id><published>2009-12-08T06:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T06:58:05.814+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiny travel-diary! 2. - 6. December. Part 2.</title><content type='html'>I don't really remember much of what we did the rest of "Day 1", but I got a biiiig hug (or a million) and I managed to show off how short I really am (I'm a gnome). I think I pretty much fell into coma when my head hit the pillow (I need Tommy to confirm this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2, Thursday :&lt;br /&gt;When I got up, I have no clue. I got woken up by a wide awake Tommy ofc., as I am always the last one on the planet to wake up. Next step was to try and find some "decent" clothes and my face, and yeah I had to forget my toothbrush too! But he found me an emergency brush. I cant sleep without brushing my teeth, its against the law!&lt;br /&gt;He made breakfast! :D Was sooo tasty, I miss it so much now. I was now sitting on the sofa, watching TV, think we watched Ice Age 3 this day? Poor little Scratty, or shall I say poor little acorn. I have to add that their house is sooo cool! Cozy! And all the animals, love that. Wtb. kidnapping to that place anytime! The lady of the house collects cat figurines, so wherever you turn you can find cats in every shape and color, that's cool :) Reminds me of mum and I - She collects dophins and I collect bullies (bull terriers) and mice! :D (and ten thousand other things but we don't have to get into that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast and movie we decided to go for a walk! It was gray'ish outside but not that bad. Wasn't raining, thankfully. Doggie joined us and we left for a trip to godknowswhere. It's pretty over there, the nature completely different to over here ofc, and had it not been for the cold winds you could almost fool yourself into believing it was around July. It had been raining earlier so it was rather muddy every now and then, no suprise to anyone that the doggie prefered to walk right into it, no matter how deep it was :p (he was so darn pretty and brown at the end of the "journey").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the wrong turn somewhere but we found a gas-station at the road and got something to drink. Had to walk right next to the traffic, and Tommy's hat blew off when this huge trailer-thing went past us, so much for keeping you hair out of the way eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To Be Continued (when I am awake again)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-6501654477056902830?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6501654477056902830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-travel-diary-2-6-december-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6501654477056902830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6501654477056902830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-travel-diary-2-6-december-part-2.html' title='A tiny travel-diary! 2. - 6. December. Part 2.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-4693192929170373354</id><published>2009-12-08T05:24:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:58:57.719+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiny travel-diary! 2. - 6. December.</title><content type='html'>I had a spur of the moment-thing and left Norway to have a look at the life across the pond. I've been there once but not properly, only a drive-through to fetch a friends stuff at his uni in Wales. This time I left the cold country of mine to meet a special someone I've met in the (in)famous game I waste so much time on err.. in ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday the 2nd :&lt;br /&gt;Got up around 07:30, haven't slept much at all lately so getting up this early was rather easy. Stressed out! What have I forgot to pack, passport? Check. Tickets? Check. Money? Check, kay that's the most important stuff so yeah, ready!!&lt;br /&gt;Jumped on the bus to Oslo 08:09, and the airport train thing 0945 I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at the airport approx. 10:00, and the latest check-in was supposed to be 11:15 (is I remember correctly). I thought the check-in had started at this point but it hadn't... Boring. Waiting is boring, but at least I wasn't too late! :) Finally check-in opened and I was on my way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0037.jpg?t=1262465722"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0037.jpg?t=1262465722" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been looking forward for this for ages (Ok, a few days)... Nervous! My first trip all alone, no-one else than me to blame for anything if something went wrong, eep ;) The plane was airborne at 12:15'ish and around 2 hours later I arrived in Brussels! HOORAY! New and scary airport I've never ever been at before, how exciting!&lt;br /&gt;Had some amazingly comfy turbulence before arriving in Brussels, felt like a rollercoaster. Never really enjoyed turbulence until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had six hours to kill at Brussels Airport, and this place was huge. A lot of walking, stairs and corners, and since it all seemed so empty and silent I was afraid I had got lost somewhere... I almost took a few turns in the wrong direction, mostly cause I had my eyes somewhere else and my mind set on something completely different than the airport and directions.... Took quite some time before I found the passport-control thingy, where only one man sat staring into the nothingness... He looked almost dead to me, had it not been for him eating his lunch I would have thought he was dead for sure... *poke poke, you alive...?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Transfers : B" Yeah, I found it! And yayness, six amazing hours to kill. Now to carefully pick out the best bench to place my not so tired behind (since all of them were exactly the same, very important to choose the right one!). I wasn't that keen on shopping, I'm not a big spender and I'm not that much into shopping... Make-up and expensive chocolate? Naaah, not today. I had my comics, my Nintendo DS and my MP3-player.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0042.jpg?t=1262465837"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/Tuonetar/lub/DSCF0042.jpg?t=1262465837" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hordes of Orthodox Jews arrived at the airport, I'm really fascinated by their hats and curls, and they looked really cheerful. Must have been looking forward to something I guess.... But not as much as me! I'm sure I was the one with the best reason to smile there, of all the other people and destinies at the airport -MY reason to grin- was the most awesome one! I also had this weird creepy fella strutting around me a few times. He came so close to me at times that he could almost touch my head if he lifted his hand... I could feel his eyes, and it was not a very pleasant feeling. What the hell did he want? I don't know, and I sure as h. don't want to know. &lt;br /&gt;Six hours passed slowly. Who placed a snail to run the clocks when I needed a gerbil to run it?! (Or gazelle, even better!).... I devoured a baguette and visited the restrooms out of sheer boredom for the 10th time when I discovered it was only one hour to go. Through the security check again, then down to the gate. Yet again the creepy fella found me and strutted around me twice, uncomfortably close. They called my name out loud on the speakers since I hadn't "checked in" (Wtf? Check in before check in? Oh well! I wasn't the only one they called out for so...) I was one meter to the right of the desk so no problemo :) Then, suddenly.... Boarding. East Midlands (or Eastern Plaguelands as I managed to call it, yeah I'm a geek) Here I come!! *freaking out!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight was only an hour'ish, not that bad! I even got free food on that one, not on the flight from OSL - BRU. I had chicken sandwich, nom :)&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen this many football fields my entire life! This was just... I mean, green fields everywhere! I gave up counting them.&lt;br /&gt;Was a really nice soft touchdown, and I turned on my cellie, finding an sms from my dear that said something like "Oh, we're all coming to pick you up." - Oh jeeez! Nerves even worse now! My social anxiety can be a nightmare. I thought I was going to die :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baggage pick-up is usually a nightmare but I got my stuff right away, first thing I saw was my bag-thingy. Gotta have some luck sometimes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the arrival-hall was tiny compared to Gardermoen and Brussels, and I knew they weren't there yet (some time to relax my nerves/get even more nervous) and since it was all dark outside and I couldn't see anything or anyone, I felt I was going to explode... or maybe faint. Whatever it was I was a little pile of nerves! I didn't have to wait too long until I saw someone... That looked like someone.... That I recognized - And there in front of me stood a certain someone I was sure I had seen before. Tommy! And there was his dad and brother as well, and I had a difficult time trying to say my name and not black-out and fall to the floor like jelly *splat*&lt;br /&gt;A little too many impressions at once but, hey! I survived! (I think?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride to their place was nice and calming, does help that Tommy is probably the most calming person I know so far... And those hands &lt;3 Love them! &lt;br /&gt;His dad told me a few things about their place, and said my English wasn't that bad, thanks for that :) (Or did he say it was "good", I don't recall right now and I suck with compliments anyway...) Local time in UK was not 20:40 (21:40 in Norway) so I had been up waaaay too long for my own good, and I think I had a total brain-meltdown at this point. Instead of being a zombie craving "brain" I now craved "bed"... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-4693192929170373354?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/4693192929170373354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-travel-diary-2-6-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4693192929170373354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4693192929170373354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-travel-diary-2-6-december.html' title='A tiny travel-diary! 2. - 6. December.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-7701116490805357061</id><published>2009-11-29T04:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T04:50:25.152+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightshifts can be awesome!</title><content type='html'>Cookies - Chocolate - Chips - Movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes work can be totally awesome ;) Well, we do our job! But when its silent and calm, we can enjoy some snacks and something the TV. Watched "The Grudge" tonight, and now I'm restless and awake and wanna watch more movies... My colleague seems a tad tired and is reading a book - Hey snap out of it! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited nooooow, not too long 'til I leave this tiny cold country! Dam di dam.... gief nauw plix.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like my cold is slipping away, and to be honest I don't mind. I don't have time for colds! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I stretched 4 of my earlobe piercings. Two from 4mm to 5mm and two from 6mm to 7mm. The 7mm expanders slid through my ears like as if they were made of butter, was a little disappointing... I expected some pain! 0.o But I will get that soon enough when I'll try and got for the 8mm &gt;&gt; They're at home waiting for me, and I'm very very keen on stretching again right away. Planning to go down to the studio on Monday to get some new plugs/tunnels for them! Those expanders are so huge and heavy (and made out of surgical steel) so I might have metal detectors go off with them &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I see now that I have to learn how to stuff in pix here, Im such a slacker! I cant make it work from where I am now :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-7701116490805357061?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/7701116490805357061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/nightshifts-can-be-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7701116490805357061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7701116490805357061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/nightshifts-can-be-awesome.html' title='Nightshifts can be awesome!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-747373434014355913</id><published>2009-11-26T09:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:38:20.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything must come to an end.</title><content type='html'>So its over! We have ended our relationship, OJ and I. 10/02-06 - 24/11-09.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the good times, the fun memories and.. Yeah! Was fun while it lasted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this god forsaken country soon, HAH! I can not waaaaaait.... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-747373434014355913?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/747373434014355913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-its-over-we-have-ended-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/747373434014355913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/747373434014355913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-its-over-we-have-ended-our.html' title='Everything must come to an end.'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-6227715340250901148</id><published>2009-11-22T05:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T05:56:55.329+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All those sleepless nights..</title><content type='html'>... are driving me insane! &lt;br /&gt;I dont know how many nights that have passed, since last time I had a decent nights sleep -_- I keep waking up, time and time again and I cant seem to be able to go back to dreamland. I miss deamland! And I'm grumpy now! Angry beaver. Or mostly annoyed beaver... &lt;br /&gt;Its  10 minutes til Im supposed to get up now, and here I am "wide awake". Today its cleaning/tidy-day at work. I like that, slack around with some cloth-thing and soap and clean instead of sitting on my behind all day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better find my clothes, check my face (I feel horrible, I hope I look alive!) give Rattie fresh water (she must be a camel or something, its already almost empty... And not leaking.)... What else... "Lunch", right, I need to find something to eat at work 0.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im looking forward to December now, it cant come soon enough! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumpy grin and mumblings..*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-6227715340250901148?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6227715340250901148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-those-sleepless-nights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6227715340250901148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6227715340250901148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-those-sleepless-nights.html' title='All those sleepless nights..'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-7505318270429185630</id><published>2009-11-21T07:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:14:37.692+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend!! Totally overrated ^^</title><content type='html'>Now this has been a week out of the ordinary (for me at least). Working Monday and Tuesday like everyone else, day off Wednesday (managed to screw up my sleeping pattern only in one day) and then the dreaded Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;Starting off with job interview at 0900. Had to be a group interview too, scary as hell for someone who has never ever been at anything like that before. Interviewed by 4 people, and together with 6 others. Felt like being interviewed by all 10. I am not the one who speaks first and loudest in groups and gatherings. I'm the one to hide away in a corner watching everything from a safe distance, so I cant say I feel satisfied with my "effort" there. Simply because its an uncomfortable setting for me. But we'll see how it goes, just crossing my fingers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing on the list that day was to get the swineflu vaccine thingy. Wasn't planned at all, just got the message after the interview : "If you want the vaccine now, just go up to the 8th floor and you'll get it there". Fine, no time to think about it, just do it. That's the best in my opinion. (I am miss omg afraid of needles so..). &lt;br /&gt;Didn't feel it at all, I sat down, gave the lady my sheet and she started talking about how it could hurt for about an hour and etc. I decided -not- to watch what she was doing cause I hate needles and I'm afraid of pain &gt;&gt; Next thing I knew, I had a plaster on my arm and was ready to go... Oh, nice :D&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been sick from it either, my arm is still ouch and swollen (its Saturday now) but that's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing that Thursday was to visit the therapylady, it went well but its not that much fun -_- After that we went to Friday's and had yum foods. I had my Buffalo Chicken Salad and an oreo shake (Om nom noooom...!!) and of course, I needed to ninja a dessert as well - Oreo Madness. It was The Oreo-day! *droools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work again now, today and tomorrow. Early shifts, love those shifts on weekends, silent and nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a good day! Was out with Line at the movies at 1300. Saw "New Moon", those werewolves were cool ^^ Popcorn for the first time in months too! After the movie we went out "shopping". It was early so we avoided the rush, which was nice. I hate rush and crowds... I found silk gloves, long ones. Always wanted a pair but I don't know why, don't even have anything to use them with, but they're miiiiine ;D&lt;br /&gt;When we started starving, we decided to sneak into some Indian restaurant, and that usually means overstuffed tummies and that's what we got. Was very very tasty, but its impossible to stop stuffing your face. More "shopping" and talking, and before we knew it it was 2030, and I had to run off home to try and get some geekytime and sleep before I had to get here, where I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets hope the townsfolk acts and behaves well, and the lot of you lucky bastards shall sleep well for a few more hours.... *grumbles* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-7505318270429185630?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/7505318270429185630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-totally-overrated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7505318270429185630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/7505318270429185630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-totally-overrated.html' title='Weekend!! Totally overrated ^^'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-4355848404720835823</id><published>2009-11-16T08:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:15:30.264+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow! Worky worky! The return of the Geek &gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>Back again, at work. Enjoying some mini-tomatoes that are very very tasty, mmm! Feels like this day is gonna be a good day. Gonna meet the man after work, might find something edible somewhere downtown (hopefully), watch a movie later, and such... The usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up at 06 today, as I always do when I have early shifts. I never get enough sleep before those shifts, but I managed to get atleast 4 hours, yayness! Its never easy to leave my pillow and my warm duvet, thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;I even got something breakfast'ish before I left, that's rare. I never get up more than 30 minutes before I have to run off to catch the bus so I don't have time for much at all. I am not a girl who spends half her life in front of the mirrors ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally on my way to work, I sit down in the bus which was not really that crowded. A few stops later, this weird guy comes in and sit down in front of me, faced my direction. He stares at something, and I get curious of course... I want see as well! 0.o But since whatever it is he is looking at is far behind me in the bus, I cant just turn around and stare. You know you have played too much WoW, when you in a situation like this starts looking for the F-button &gt;&gt; I did! And I had to giggle, how silly is that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced similar things, like walking around looking for someone or something, and you want to check the minimap for tracking... I used to fool myself with that when I played my hunter. And Vendors! Wtb Vendors! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a geek, or I don't like to think of myself as a geek. I am not sitting at work right now with a Paladin-tee with Blizzard-logo on it, not at all... *shy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eh, some personal notes to some of my loved ones :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kattie : Cant wait to see you!&lt;br /&gt;Mom : Have an awesome trip! And please don't be like a standard Norwegian tourist :p&lt;br /&gt;Gurmybear : You owe me nuts!! Don't forget&lt;br /&gt;My Brothers from other mothers : Iiiih!&lt;br /&gt;and YOU : Miss you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-4355848404720835823?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/4355848404720835823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/meow-worky-worky-return-of-geek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4355848404720835823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4355848404720835823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/meow-worky-worky-return-of-geek.html' title='Meow! Worky worky! The return of the Geek &gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-386998006981759225</id><published>2009-11-14T08:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:49:21.087+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Online Home!</title><content type='html'>"Home, sweet home!"&lt;br /&gt;My awesome WoW-guild and kick-ass guildmates ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://housedevalter.wowstead.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-386998006981759225?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/386998006981759225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-online-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/386998006981759225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/386998006981759225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-online-home.html' title='My Online Home!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-3320309592981767418</id><published>2009-11-14T08:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:46:19.011+01:00</updated><title type='text'>....... Yawn!</title><content type='html'>I hate sitting at work and being all tired and bleh. I cant wait to have a day off, haven't slept much the last 3 nights. Yesterday I didn't sleep at all! -_-&lt;br /&gt;I miss my bed so baaaaaad.... So far the shift has been silent and slow, cant say I mind that at all. Kinda cold, kinda sleepy, kinda bored, kinda dizzy. Today is not -my- day so far :) But it will be! Tonight I'm going to geek with the rest of the madhouse, spanking Raggy's a**, oh yeah! Back to the "old" days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that long 'til I'm off to DK! Meeting mah dear Kattie and other fellow geeks :D Gonna be ace! I pray for the weather-gods to be nice to me, I don't want rain or too much snow... Be nice! &gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had OJ over for a visit last night, we ordered pizza again! The slackers that we are... I suck at the diet-thingy these days - Bad Girl. That's another "should" for me, get back on the diet-wagon!&lt;br /&gt;OJ and I also watched the last DVD of FotC season 2, now gief more FotC please! &gt;&gt; Asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh gowd... Pillow - Nauw! Zzzz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-3320309592981767418?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/3320309592981767418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/yawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3320309592981767418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/3320309592981767418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/yawn.html' title='....... Yawn!'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-6072643024279913761</id><published>2009-11-10T05:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:46:44.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ze Big Geeky-Question...</title><content type='html'>Nope, not bored! Not a tad. Not feeling a strong urge to play WoW right now, not at all.... Gaaaaaah the -need- of pixels, "I don't like the game, but the game likes me", eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an alt-problem, and I don't know what to do &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many alts I want to level! And of course, they're all in the same stupid level-range, the most boring level to start working on... So &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; are the alts in question :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huntress, 38&lt;br /&gt;Shammy, 36&lt;br /&gt;Druidess, 33&lt;br /&gt;Rogue, 30&lt;br /&gt;Warrior, 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do! Its the same old alt-dance all over again, but this time its on the right side (For the Horde!). Not sure I want to delete my Rogue and Druidess to transfer the ones I have on ally on another realm, and its damn expensive too... Blizzz, please ctrl-c my chars.. Pretty please...? *begs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-6072643024279913761?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6072643024279913761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/ze-big-geeky-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6072643024279913761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/6072643024279913761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/ze-big-geeky-question.html' title='Ze Big Geeky-Question...'/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-8070108905868685824</id><published>2009-11-10T03:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T03:32:57.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a piece of artwork,&lt;br /&gt;even the smallest bit can be so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stacie Cunningham.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-8070108905868685824?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/8070108905868685824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-like-piece-of-artwork-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8070108905868685824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/8070108905868685824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-like-piece-of-artwork-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mIkWdrekPn0/S0qOiajCb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/o0ntVLGSM4k/S220/DSC01305+copy4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932716703238788395.post-4776867146525130217</id><published>2009-11-10T02:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T03:02:45.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Newb strikes back! Eh..</title><content type='html'>So this is it then, my blog-virginity lost for like.. the 5th time. Dunno how long this is gonna last, but if Kattie-love will stand by her words we'll try and post something every now and then, both of us! (kattie-marie.blogspot.com!) Come on, you're not more newb than I am, so lets go! (Follow me please, Kattie please...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to have something to do when I'm bored, like blogging... Not that I ever have anything useful to blog about, but who does anyway?&lt;br /&gt;At work now, terribly bored! And I'm so disappointed! This was gonna be a horrible night shift with so much action. I guess not, the world is against me today. But I have cookies. One left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm pondering. I should make more pearl-animals, its kinda fun to use my hands for something small and detailed sometimes, but I newb with that as well. I should read one of the 4-5 books I have started on. I -should- most definitely work out more (who shouldn't), I should be more social, I should so much! Should should should... Blergh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to travel! I want so desperately to go to UK for language-school-thingy. I feel a strong need to improve "mah engleeese". I wont, tho.. Wont happen! Sadly. Not next summer at least. Darn... *sob* Maybe, but not very likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hmm... What do one use this blog for.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I miss Rattie! Poor lonely thing, left her alone home for 2 days :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932716703238788395-4776867146525130217?l=vivizzle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/4776867146525130217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/nweb-strikes-back-eh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4776867146525130217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932716703238788395/posts/default/4776867146525130217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivizzle.blogspot.com/2009/11/nweb-strikes-back-eh.html' title='The Newb strikes back! 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