Yay!
Got bubble-gum-candy-smelling yummy hairgoo from Tigi today! And more is coming!
I'm not a demanding person, I don't require much to cheer up.
Tomorrow I'm going to my funky looking indian-english-norwegian shrink with the huge sideburns and Krusty the Clown hair-do. Yay!
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Eeeek!
Warning: Emo post follows.
So. I've been out of work for a couple of months. I started a training period at Telenor (telephone company) in December, and I was supposed to work in support. But once again my health caught up with me. Firstly my joints started to hurt, I had tendinitis in my hips and general aches, and secondly my mental health collapsed on me once again. So I basically got sacked in february (allthough "I lost my job" sounds so much better). And after 8-9 years of varying grades of mental instability, I thought it was time to try and deal with it once and for all. To tell you the truth I've been fucking up royally these past few years. Had to quit college twice now, and lost a job. And the schools I've managed to finish I've had way to much absence.
Anyways, I managed to get the slow wheels of the horrible "system" in motion,and have gotten myself a few lovely helpers. A nice doctor who seems to care, a psychiatric day center I can go to if I want to, a good but wierd looking shrink. But I can't stay at home and do nothing all the time. Sounds good, and it is good, but only for a while. My town is small, just about everyone I know has moved away, and there aren't many of those either seeing as I moved away earlier. And the rest of my friends are spread from the northern parts of Norway to Australia. Jolly good, eh?
When I get depressed all I wanna do is stay at home, lock myself up with my videos or the iPod, my knitting or World of Warcraft. But neither of these things help me for very long time. It just distracts me, helping me pass the time. And staying at home doesn't earn me any money. Sadly I'm not reached the level of geekiness yet that enables me to live without basic needs such as food, so I need to get myself an income and stop depending on my dad. That's neither fun nor healthy for any of us.
Now I'm getting to the point; my lovely helpers have fixed me up with a job. I said I wanted to have a job, something to do during the days, and a way to earn some money. So I'm supposed to work 3 days a week at an "old folks home" (what's the word I'm looking for?). I've done this before, as a summer job a few years ago. And that place had more severe patients than the place I'll be working now, so maybe it'll even be a bit easier. And I sort of enjoyed working at the other place. Old folks are like everyone else, someone are spawns of Satan, and some are sweet old ladies or lads. They just need a bit more help then the rest of us. And some are so grateful it makes it all worth while. Yes, I sound like Mother Theresa, now shush.
Starting a job is always spooky, not only do I have to get to know the patients but also the staff and routines of the place. The first weeks is always a bitch. But even though I know staying at home, not doing anything useful, just makes me more depressed, it also means the end of "doing nothing". No more "doing whatever I want, when I want, sleeping as long was I want". But then again, broke and depressed I tend to not "do" very much anyways. Funny circle isn't it. Not liking doing nothing, and being frightened out of my wits of having to do anything. Maybe I'm just a lazy bugger.
And then there's my lovely insomnia or fubar sleeping pattern. I've been trying to turn it around, getting up earlier, but I end up bored and falling asleep each time, leaving me as lost as ever. If I can't fix it when I begin to work I'm looking at some loooong work hours, filled with tiredness.
All in all I'm scared shitless. I'm scared I'll fuck up. Again. For the umpteenth time. Any advice?
So. I've been out of work for a couple of months. I started a training period at Telenor (telephone company) in December, and I was supposed to work in support. But once again my health caught up with me. Firstly my joints started to hurt, I had tendinitis in my hips and general aches, and secondly my mental health collapsed on me once again. So I basically got sacked in february (allthough "I lost my job" sounds so much better). And after 8-9 years of varying grades of mental instability, I thought it was time to try and deal with it once and for all. To tell you the truth I've been fucking up royally these past few years. Had to quit college twice now, and lost a job. And the schools I've managed to finish I've had way to much absence.
Anyways, I managed to get the slow wheels of the horrible "system" in motion,and have gotten myself a few lovely helpers. A nice doctor who seems to care, a psychiatric day center I can go to if I want to, a good but wierd looking shrink. But I can't stay at home and do nothing all the time. Sounds good, and it is good, but only for a while. My town is small, just about everyone I know has moved away, and there aren't many of those either seeing as I moved away earlier. And the rest of my friends are spread from the northern parts of Norway to Australia. Jolly good, eh?
When I get depressed all I wanna do is stay at home, lock myself up with my videos or the iPod, my knitting or World of Warcraft. But neither of these things help me for very long time. It just distracts me, helping me pass the time. And staying at home doesn't earn me any money. Sadly I'm not reached the level of geekiness yet that enables me to live without basic needs such as food, so I need to get myself an income and stop depending on my dad. That's neither fun nor healthy for any of us.
Now I'm getting to the point; my lovely helpers have fixed me up with a job. I said I wanted to have a job, something to do during the days, and a way to earn some money. So I'm supposed to work 3 days a week at an "old folks home" (what's the word I'm looking for?). I've done this before, as a summer job a few years ago. And that place had more severe patients than the place I'll be working now, so maybe it'll even be a bit easier. And I sort of enjoyed working at the other place. Old folks are like everyone else, someone are spawns of Satan, and some are sweet old ladies or lads. They just need a bit more help then the rest of us. And some are so grateful it makes it all worth while. Yes, I sound like Mother Theresa, now shush.
Starting a job is always spooky, not only do I have to get to know the patients but also the staff and routines of the place. The first weeks is always a bitch. But even though I know staying at home, not doing anything useful, just makes me more depressed, it also means the end of "doing nothing". No more "doing whatever I want, when I want, sleeping as long was I want". But then again, broke and depressed I tend to not "do" very much anyways. Funny circle isn't it. Not liking doing nothing, and being frightened out of my wits of having to do anything. Maybe I'm just a lazy bugger.
And then there's my lovely insomnia or fubar sleeping pattern. I've been trying to turn it around, getting up earlier, but I end up bored and falling asleep each time, leaving me as lost as ever. If I can't fix it when I begin to work I'm looking at some loooong work hours, filled with tiredness.
All in all I'm scared shitless. I'm scared I'll fuck up. Again. For the umpteenth time. Any advice?
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
All set for travel!
I'm a gadget-person. And I mean any useful, practical, "I need this" sort of gadget. It doesn't have to have buttons or wires or funny sounds, as long as I think it's ingenious. Or even just slightly clever. I have a iPod USB charger adapter gadget, an iPod mini-speaker system gadget, headphones you can fold together, a fancy laptop rucksack complete with raincover, webcam, fancy protective case for my sunglasses, and of course, the gadget over all others; my beloved iPod itself.
Ever since I was 15 I've felt like I've lived in a suitcase. Or a bag. I moved out early, but went often home, and moved again when I was 19, 20 and 21. I have friends spread over much of Norway, and a boyfriend a 100 kilometres away. I've been to Malta, Kenya, Uganda, Spain, Poland, Sweden and Denmark, and I intend to work in Africa as a nurse eventually. Safe to say I tend to travel a lot, and am planning to continue. Time I got a descent travel bag, ey? And I somehow think it's fun to search the net far and wide trying to find the cheapest and best gadget. In this case, bag. And it's so much easier to justify buying something when you "think" you need it AND it's (relatively)cheap! After a few hours of searching I actually ended up with buying this bag (picture) from Nomaden, a great shop in Oslo that has just about every gadget a backpacker need. Very dangerous and money consuming place. For the interested persons out there it's a 75L Salewa traveller backpack with a 15L daypack attatched, and isn't top loaded like most bags but can be laid down and opened like a regular bag. Easier to get to your stuff in other words.
Now I just hope I'll get to use it this summer. I'm going to Øyafestivalen and Vestfold Vikingfestival this summer, and hopefully on a trip to Valdres with my boyfriend and his family. So I'll get a little use out of it.
On a closely related travelling subject; I've sent an application to become something called "Folkereporter", or "People's reporter". Norway is going to have a Telethon fund raiser on the 21st of October called "Together for kids". It's a cooperation with UNICEF, and the money will benefit people affected by HIV/AIDS in a number of countries (among others Uganda *wub*). Now they're looking for 4 norwegians 18+ who they'll send to Malawi or Zambia for a week in august as amateur reporters. Dear god how I'd love to go! Trying not to get my hopes up, probably I won't hear from them at all, but I would definitely not have a chance if I didn't throw an application at them. The only problem is that departure is set to be at the beginnin of august, and I have a festival to go to on the 8th and 9th of august. So in the off-chance I might get a spot, I might have a problem. Not going to start worrying quite yet, tho.
Ever since I was 15 I've felt like I've lived in a suitcase. Or a bag. I moved out early, but went often home, and moved again when I was 19, 20 and 21. I have friends spread over much of Norway, and a boyfriend a 100 kilometres away. I've been to Malta, Kenya, Uganda, Spain, Poland, Sweden and Denmark, and I intend to work in Africa as a nurse eventually. Safe to say I tend to travel a lot, and am planning to continue. Time I got a descent travel bag, ey? And I somehow think it's fun to search the net far and wide trying to find the cheapest and best gadget. In this case, bag. And it's so much easier to justify buying something when you "think" you need it AND it's (relatively)cheap! After a few hours of searching I actually ended up with buying this bag (picture) from Nomaden, a great shop in Oslo that has just about every gadget a backpacker need. Very dangerous and money consuming place. For the interested persons out there it's a 75L Salewa traveller backpack with a 15L daypack attatched, and isn't top loaded like most bags but can be laid down and opened like a regular bag. Easier to get to your stuff in other words.Now I just hope I'll get to use it this summer. I'm going to Øyafestivalen and Vestfold Vikingfestival this summer, and hopefully on a trip to Valdres with my boyfriend and his family. So I'll get a little use out of it.
On a closely related travelling subject; I've sent an application to become something called "Folkereporter", or "People's reporter". Norway is going to have a Telethon fund raiser on the 21st of October called "Together for kids". It's a cooperation with UNICEF, and the money will benefit people affected by HIV/AIDS in a number of countries (among others Uganda *wub*). Now they're looking for 4 norwegians 18+ who they'll send to Malawi or Zambia for a week in august as amateur reporters. Dear god how I'd love to go! Trying not to get my hopes up, probably I won't hear from them at all, but I would definitely not have a chance if I didn't throw an application at them. The only problem is that departure is set to be at the beginnin of august, and I have a festival to go to on the 8th and 9th of august. So in the off-chance I might get a spot, I might have a problem. Not going to start worrying quite yet, tho.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Oh yeah...
... I forgot. I'm not the most feminine versions of the female species, I don't put on makeup if I have to, I don't have anything pink and I don't have high heels. I do have some female characteristics tho; I'm a sucker for shoes, and I take care of my hair. In my defence, my shoe collection consists mainly of comfy converses and sneakers. But the hair is important. I hate having long hair, I just look like a worn-down bum with it, so I keep it short, dark and spiky. Sadly my original hair color is more or less blonde (now that's a state secret, ait?), and it grows like weed. I should get haircuts on prescription. So I need to dye it often. Which in turn calls for some good hair products. Logic, yes?
Sadly, hair salon type products is very expensive. But I've found something great! www.lookfantastic.com (I'm a sucker for web shop bargaisn too). Become a member for free and get good prices on all the good products. I recommend Tigi. Smells so good I'm tempted to taste it once. Chewing gums!
Hail Tigi!
Sadly, hair salon type products is very expensive. But I've found something great! www.lookfantastic.com (I'm a sucker for web shop bargaisn too). Become a member for free and get good prices on all the good products. I recommend Tigi. Smells so good I'm tempted to taste it once. Chewing gums!
Hail Tigi!
Bloodinfections!
I come from a very disease-prone family. My grandma claims our family has poor genes and generally should be fed to the pigs since we spend more time sick then live and well. We have a fubar immune system, in other words. So when I started to feel my throat getting sore all I thought was "oh yay, another long-lived summer-headcold that'll bug me forever". Then I started coughing like a lounge cancer-patient, my chest wheezed like Darth Vaders and I felt my lounges curling when I coughed. "Hokay, time to see the doctors. If I have some lounge infection I might as well get penicillin right away." But did I have something that common? Nüüüüü. Of course not! I frankly got a bit worried when my blood test answers came back, and the doc called me into his office, sat me down, and started rifling through a few books looking puzzled. "My god, what do I have?". If you've ever seen the Stand by Stephen King, you can imagine some of the ridiculously paranoid horror-scenes cropping up in my head. He muttered something about "bacterial blood infection" and "lymphocytes" and prescriped 2 grams of penicillin per day and cough syrup with morphine. Weeeee.
I've been on penicillin since friday, it's now wednesday, and I still cough like a cancer patient. I feel tired and worn out, probably due to the big dosage of penicillin, which also kills my stomach. I still have a runny nose and a sore throat from time to time. And I'm getting mighty sick of being.. well, sick. It's really incredible all the crap I manage to get into my system, I feel like a magnet for all sort of viruses and bacterias. Do I have "come bug me" written somewhere in my immune system? Or maybe I should blame the disease-spreading little lump of a cousin I've come to love so much?
Yeah I'm complaining but I think I have a right to. Besides, I hate being alone when I'm sick. So tomorrow I'm going to Mats to get pampered. Hopefully. Right hon?
I've been on penicillin since friday, it's now wednesday, and I still cough like a cancer patient. I feel tired and worn out, probably due to the big dosage of penicillin, which also kills my stomach. I still have a runny nose and a sore throat from time to time. And I'm getting mighty sick of being.. well, sick. It's really incredible all the crap I manage to get into my system, I feel like a magnet for all sort of viruses and bacterias. Do I have "come bug me" written somewhere in my immune system? Or maybe I should blame the disease-spreading little lump of a cousin I've come to love so much?
Yeah I'm complaining but I think I have a right to. Besides, I hate being alone when I'm sick. So tomorrow I'm going to Mats to get pampered. Hopefully. Right hon?
Saturday, May 19, 2007
I'm back! As a viking!
Been ages since I've written anything at all. When my wow-account ran out of time (and I simultaneously ran out of money), I didn't have much WOW-stuff to write about. And frankly I don't miss it all that much. So I've decided to just leave it for a while. I might buy a game card some time soon.
But there's other stuff to write about! After I quit WoW I've basically been knitting (yes, knitting) and playing golf on playstation. Not much to do in other words, still unemployed but hopefully something will happen soon.
I've just started a new project though. Here in norway we have these national dresses and costumes, old "bunads" who're often heavily embroidered and bejeweled with brooches and such. I inherited one after my mom, and I was thin enough to wear it a couple of years. Now sadly, I'm not anymore, and although I've lost some weight I'm not aiming to get into that thing anytime soon. Although I love it dearly since it was my mom and was embroidered and made in the family, it's a very common version of the "bunad" around these parts, so I wanted something a bit different. Besides, "bunads" and folkdresses are extremely expensive to get made, and the jewlery is even more expensive. So I came up with the viking-version!
Many years ago they found a viking grave some kilometres from where I live, a wealthy viking woman had been buried there. Craftsmen from the area made a replica of her dress and jewlery, and it's on display in the city hall. I walked past it and fell utterly in love. So I've spent the last days researching the web and today I ordered a bunch of stuff!
This will be the main outfit; a linen underdress and a harness
dress or apron on top, adorned with two bronze brooches
(one on each harness). Between the brooches they sometimes hung strands of glass beads, so I ordered two of those. I've ordered my version of this outfit in a nature-colored linen and a burgundy harness-dress.
Norway often gets cold, so a coat is always nice. I've ordered mine in a dark navy blue. There's been much debates about whether viking women wore anything on their heads or not. It's a theory that
christian married women during the viking age tended to use kercheifs on their heads. I thought it would make the outfit look a bit more special and formal, so I finally found a version I liked online. Mine will me in nature-colored linnen as opposed to the stark white on the picture. Furthermore I've ordered a long viking belt with belt-pouch and a welded scissor and woman knife to hang in the belt to top the outfit of. Nice to look a bit authentic ;)
If you're wondering where I got this stuff I've ordered the clothes from http://www.korps.se (Swedish store, english site), except the headscarf which i got at http://www.mistythicket.com. My belt pouch and scissor/knife was also ordered at korps.se. My brooches, glass beads, a bronze
pendant and leather belt with bronze fittings is ordered from http://www.jelldragon.com, also a swedish company with an english site.
Hope it all turn out nice and that it'll be here in a couple of weeks. Can't wait to try it on. Now I just need an occasion to use it.... Anyone?
But there's other stuff to write about! After I quit WoW I've basically been knitting (yes, knitting) and playing golf on playstation. Not much to do in other words, still unemployed but hopefully something will happen soon.
I've just started a new project though. Here in norway we have these national dresses and costumes, old "bunads" who're often heavily embroidered and bejeweled with brooches and such. I inherited one after my mom, and I was thin enough to wear it a couple of years. Now sadly, I'm not anymore, and although I've lost some weight I'm not aiming to get into that thing anytime soon. Although I love it dearly since it was my mom and was embroidered and made in the family, it's a very common version of the "bunad" around these parts, so I wanted something a bit different. Besides, "bunads" and folkdresses are extremely expensive to get made, and the jewlery is even more expensive. So I came up with the viking-version!Many years ago they found a viking grave some kilometres from where I live, a wealthy viking woman had been buried there. Craftsmen from the area made a replica of her dress and jewlery, and it's on display in the city hall. I walked past it and fell utterly in love. So I've spent the last days researching the web and today I ordered a bunch of stuff!
This will be the main outfit; a linen underdress and a harness
dress or apron on top, adorned with two bronze brooches
(one on each harness). Between the brooches they sometimes hung strands of glass beads, so I ordered two of those. I've ordered my version of this outfit in a nature-colored linen and a burgundy harness-dress.Norway often gets cold, so a coat is always nice. I've ordered mine in a dark navy blue. There's been much debates about whether viking women wore anything on their heads or not. It's a theory that
christian married women during the viking age tended to use kercheifs on their heads. I thought it would make the outfit look a bit more special and formal, so I finally found a version I liked online. Mine will me in nature-colored linnen as opposed to the stark white on the picture. Furthermore I've ordered a long viking belt with belt-pouch and a welded scissor and woman knife to hang in the belt to top the outfit of. Nice to look a bit authentic ;)
If you're wondering where I got this stuff I've ordered the clothes from http://www.korps.se (Swedish store, english site), except the headscarf which i got at http://www.mistythicket.com. My belt pouch and scissor/knife was also ordered at korps.se. My brooches, glass beads, a bronze
pendant and leather belt with bronze fittings is ordered from http://www.jelldragon.com, also a swedish company with an english site.Hope it all turn out nice and that it'll be here in a couple of weeks. Can't wait to try it on. Now I just need an occasion to use it.... Anyone?
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