I'm a self absorbed slut. What else is new?

I'm very self absorbed. I'm a slut too. And a "female horndog".

At least according to the random stranger who read my blog and found it provoking enough to track me down and tell me exactly how he feels about me.

You see, I'm ruining my life here. Not only am I having sex "just for the hell of it". Instead of being ashamed, as anyone should be, I actually admit to that fact online. In a blog. Which apparently everyone I know reads; my family, my friends - even my future employer who would never consider hiring someone like me. Why?

Because "a reasonably cultured intelligent person would not admit to having sex with a person they did not imagine themselves having a long term relationship with". At least so says the stranger (who ironically enough called himself "ReallyNiceGuy"). Before he ended by saying that I (the slut) probably never have sex anyway since I'm too self absorbed.

I sold my soul and got an iPod

No, of course I didn't, what do you think of me?


But I came close - the iPod Touch is rather gorgeous, and I do still want an iPhone.


If it wasn't for the whole locking it to one (or two) operating systems, not being able to connect it to the eee, having to install stuff, and not being able to use it whenever, wherever...


In case you're one of those who think "apples" comes from Apple, you're sadly mistaken. apples came about before I'd ever heard of Apple. Probably before I'd used a laptop and long before I owned a cell phone or an mp3-player.

I'm not too fond of the company's policy, which is looking more and more like that of Microsoft - it's not enough to get the costumer to stop by for a visit, you need to lock them in your attic until they scream for mercy. Well. That's how I think of it some times.


Still, in spite of my fondness of freedom and commitment phobia, that iPod Touch does look damn good...

Missing ink

Thanks for all the birtday wishes, was a nice day and I am indeed older. It feels like I've grown up a lot the past year but it has nothing to do with age.

The net hasn't been working for over a week now, I did mean to leave another post (or ten) - Applestories turned 1 when I hit 21 so that would be reason to celebrate. I only get to check my email at the computer lab, I'm not supposed to be on here so I'll wait till my net is back up to write anything about it.

This would also be the reason why I seem to have neglected both you and your blogs. To those of you who keep asking what's going on and if I'll be back on soon - I sure hope so.

While I'm waiting for things to get fixed I'm enjoying autumn, we keep getting these beautiful sunny days with temperatures around 0. It hit the freezing point last night and this morning there was ice covering the puddles. The sky is so blue it almost hurts to look at it. I don't know what we've done to deserve it but I wish it would stay like this forever. With snow. We need snow. And maybe not forever, maybe just until April.

It's also time for BIFF - Bergen International Film Festival. I pretty much get in anywhere I want (I have a VIP pass) and I'm taking advantage of that, seeing all the movies I can squeeze in between my lectures (and tomorrow I have to skip one but don't tell anyone!). I saw one yesterday, Canadian documentary called Crash Landing. The director was there talking a little about it, my mind kept travelling far away (or not so far away) as I was watching but I liked it and I think I have the time so see it again between a lecture and a debate thing on Wednesday.

Saturday I saw two movies in the 'gay/lesbian' category on male models/prostitutes/porn stars in LA. The director was German and he was there too. Sunday there was the Norwegian Short Film... umm... thing. I liked some of them but others.. there were two that lasted about 60 seconds and we were just starting to concentrate when it was over and the lights came back on. People were just looking at each going "What was that?!?"


So I'm having fun and it seems that the net crashing (well it didn't crash, they took down an antennae and just won't put it back up) wasn't so bad after all. Kinda sucked last week when I had to do a paper in Economy and had to run back here for info we were supposed to look up, then I couldn't write it here cuz it closes at 8pm (I was up till 6am). Then a lecture at 10am and back here to send it off.

I really think that when we are required to check our Uni emails once a day, when lectures keep changing and we only know by checking our accounts, when we need the net (and not just 'should have' but the Uni says we 'have to' have access to it 'every day') then the student organization who owns and runs the building where I live, should be able to keep us online.

Well anyway, I'm off for a movie. I wish I remembered which one... I'm pretty sure it was the documentary called The Boys from Baraka. Can't wait to see it.

And four others.

Too much sex?

I've been told there's a lot of sex in my blog these days. Hope that doesn't offend anyone. If it does, please read another one for a few days cuz it ain't about to stop. I write whatever is on my mind. When I heard about the man fucking the horse, what am I supposed to do? Not mention it? Yeah right...

A few days ago I wrote a post that disappeared cuz Blogger wanted me to log in again and hadn't saved it. That happened all the time a few months ago, I started saving as I wrote but I haven't had any problems for a while. I didn't write that post a second time cuz I figured if Blogger wants to annoy me then fine. I won't give it the satisfaction of doing the whole thing again. I'd struggled with the html codes so long it wasn't worth it to do it again. Not right then anyway.

Basically what I was trying to say then was I read an article in a newspaper. It said Russian scientists/researchers had found a relationship between the size of a man's feet and the size of his penis. The formula goes like this:

foot length in cm + 5 cm
2

or

foot length in inches + 2"
2

Remember that it's the length of the length of the foot and not shoe size, you'll find tables for conversion right here. It's been tested on a few thousand men and has been right in 90% of the cases. What do you think? Does it seem right?

As for there being too much sex on here... I do have to say I don't agree. Sometimes I talk about life or dreams or the weather, sometimes I talk about sex. I'm not having it, I might as well talk about it. It's just about the most natural thing there is.