Tagged

I was tagged a while ago by Mac. Apparently now I have to fill out something and tell some of you to do the same. This is as close as chain mails as I'm going to get so we'll see how it goes.


Four Jobs I have had
Being at a shop during summer (doesn't really count as a job)
Au pair
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Four Movies I can watch over and over again
Porky's
Revenge of the Nerds
American Pie
One I haven't seen yet

Four places I have lived
Hornindal (home)
Saint-Rémy-lès-Chevreuse (France)
Bergen (here)
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Four TV shows I love
Fawlty Towers
Friends
Desperate Housewives
Extreme Makeover: Home Edition

Four places I’ve vacationed
Løkta (Norway)
Bjerregård (Denmark)
Prague (Czech Republic)
Gran Canaria (Canary Islands, Spain)

Four of my favorite dishes
My mum's Pasta Bolognese
My mum's pizza
Spaghetti Olio e Aglio
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Four sites I visit daily
torino2006.org
vg.no
miside.uib.no
google.com

Four places I would rather be right now
Home!
Torino
At Gibert Jeune or Parc Montsouris in Paris
Out ice skating

Four bloggers I’m tagging
Raine
Sandman
Caesar Amadeus
- whoever has anything to say


(No comments expected)

Pasta!

I've always wanted to try and make pasta from scratch. I'd been looking around for durum wheat everywhere and finally found it - imported from Italy - a few months ago. Today was to be the day.

I decided on ravioli since I found a nice recipe in my book Italian & Pasta. I had the durum wheat, the eggs, the olive oil and did what the recipe said.

Then I left it for a bit before finding the rolling pin. I had the strange feeling of trying to squeeze a brick as thin as paper. Hard dough + no muscles = thick pasta.

I then filled it with a mix of butter, garlic, shallot onions, cellery, mushroom, mozarella and parmesan. To my great surprise I found it actually tasted nice.

Cut, fill, squeeze. Cut, fill, squeeze. Cut fill, squeeze.

There we go then, leave it for a little while, watch some curling (Norway - Sweden in the ladies' semi finals). Boil for a few mins, put on plate with a butter-garlic-pepper sauce and some cheese on top. If there's one thing I love as much as pasta, it's gotta be garlic.

Taste. Yumm..... *chew chew...chew*! Alright, that was a disappointment... I think they were too thick. And not boiled long enough. Is this really how pasta is made?


Oh well, at least I've tried it now. Won't know if you like it until you've tried. I believe I had three pieces of ravioli - I couldn't even chew them. There's more in the fridge.

And we didn't even win the match!

The Death Penalty - will it ever end?

*yawn and stretch*

Saturday night both the Development students and the people in this building have decided to having parties. I'm expected to show up at both, although I will be missed at neither.

The party here is right downstairs and that's the easy way out.

The Development party is downtown in an appartment which promises to be "small enough to create naughty, new and intimate friendships." I don't know about you but that sounds good to me...


The sad truth, however, is I'll probably be right here, camped on the floor, enjoying the last 24 hours of the Olympics.

I'll miss it when it's gone but I seriously gotta get outta here!

"Burn mother@%§#$&, burn."

It's early morning (relatively so). I'm in bed watching biathlon. I've turned my bed upside down (or inside out), all snuggled up in my duvet, hugging my pillow, holding my breath every time the Norwegians stop to shoot. This is important, they've gotta do well this time - they did good last and this is the pursuit. I'm almost sleepy...


Dooooaaadooooaaadooooaaadooooaaa


You have GOT to be kidding me!

Does this mean I have to put clothes on? I'm in bed! I don't want to put clothes on! And the Olympics are on TV!

*weighing biathlon vs. burning to death*


Dooooaaadooooaaadooooaaadooooaaa


*Sigh* is it my fault I'm a so-called responsible grown-up? I get up, I get dressed, I go the bathroom and it stops. It's quiet. It doesn't start again. We're not gonna burn today either.


What a waste. I'm dressed, I'm up and we didn't win.

The Unemployment Line Podcast unemploymentshow.com

I first heard about podcasts last summer. I started looking around and downloaded a few. I found a couple and subscribed on iTunes but... I quickly realized people are as stupid on podcasts as they are in real life and what sounds good for five minutes can take a turn for the worse as soon as the guys (mostly guys doing podcasts) start talking crap about everyone from the famous American "the rest of the world", pass through their own country down to their neighbours' dog.

I actually only found one podcast I liked and it happened to be the first I found - and the first I listened to. It's called The Unemployment Line, follow one of the links in this post and you'll quickly get to their page.

Basically there are three guys who, I'll take a chance here and say they used to all be unemployed (hence the name) but now they seem to be employed again... I'm way behind in my listening. Details, details, I know. But they're fun.




See? Aren't they cute?

I suggest you check out their page unemploymentshow.com or find them on iTunes. Their shows are right there on the page so you can download anything you want. You'll hear Regis go on about Melvis, Frankie talking about karaoke or you can send an email and win a date with Greg (you'll win, I promise). I'll leave it to you to figure out which guy is which. Nice Americans - they're not even rude! Sometimes they think they are but... nah... Sure are entertaining though.


Oh and I probably should tell you not to go there if you're younger than 12.. or 14.. years old. Sometimes they like to think they're talking about adult stuff.

The Games Have Begun!

Winter Olympic Games XX Torino

February 10th - 26th


They're here!

It's been a few days and I'm camped in front of the tv.
I will NOT move until this is over.

I'm also becoming quite the patriot these few days (as you'll quickly notice) and if you and your country come and snatch our medals in front of us I will NOT like you.

Apart from that it's going good. It's been three days and we only have one gold medal - that's a little strange. Things haven't been going as they usually do and we've got a bunch fourth places.

Yesterday we got the first gold (hopefully there are more to come) when Lars Bystøl jumped longer and better than anyone in ski jumping, normal hill.


These are our medals so far, counting from the first day of competition.

Day 1:

Day 2:

Day 3:



I'm messing around with the html code to get some stuff in the sidebar but it needs a little more time.

But now it's biathlon.

Go Norway!

Frogs

It was discovered on a space mission that a frog can throw up. The frog throws up its stomach first, so the stomach is dangling out of its mouth. Then the frog uses its forearms to dig out all of the stomach's contents and then swallows the stomach back down again.


All the things I never knew...

Mornings

I've always wondered why people are grumpy in the morning. And I've always wondered if I'm grumpy in the morning - I never really stopped to check, or even thought about it until later in the day.

I can now confirm that I am not grumpy in the morning. In fact, I'm happy in the morning - that's probably why I've always found other people's grumpiness so puzzling.

Happy to be up, that the day is ahead of me - glad to be alive, really. It's now 8am, I woke up an hour ago, I have nowhere to be until 2pm. I've had a shower, I'm going to have breakfast and I'm watching the city come to life while a gorgeous, orange moon is going to bed.

I'm not sure if this is an everyday event, I'll have to check again another day.


Most people are up by now, and today, finally, I am one of them!

.dreams

"I remember one teacher told us that you know that you mastered the language when you dream with English."

- Ayoub the Berber

Je peux pas dormir...

Last night I realized some books are good to read when you're in bed and about to go to sleep. "The Sexual Life of Catherine M" is not one of them.

I put the book down but kept tossing and turning and couldn't sleep until past 6am. I was supposed to get up at 7 which didn't happen.

I hope to sleep a little more than two hours tonight. As long as I can stay away from that book... I get all kinds of pictures and ideas in my head...

"I think..."