Near death experience and my very first half a boat

There I was, strolling happily along on my way to a free pizza and money giveaway meeting with a marketing company, when a goddamn crazy bicyclist passed and took the end of my scarf with her. She nearly tore my head off, and and and ... well, she stopped fairly quickly, but I was pissed off and my heart was racing. Stupid bicyclists riding on the pavement. I would never do that. In other cities you get fined for this. But in this darned labour party social democracy country you may do everything. Gaaaaah!

But I got my pizza and soda and money and some chocolate, so I soon forgot the perils of the day. Later that evening I convinced the BF we should buy a boat together, so I am now the proud owner of half a boat from 1963. Yay!!

K.

I love spring toooooo

I shouldn't have read Gine's blog post on spring, cause now I wanna write the same arty farty stuff. Some Austin Powers quotes should do it then: I love spriiiing! The taste of it, the schmell of it, the texxxture! My birthday is also in spring, and my summer expectations rise with the new spring flowers. This summer will of course be just as dull as the last one, with 35 degrees in the office every weekday and rain every weekend. I also fear that the threat of global warming will spoil my good summer mood.

My brother and I are thinking of doing the Besseggen walk this summer, looks great. One should also check out the Norwegian glaciers before they all melt down. And see a rhino in the wild before they become extinct. But flying is apparently one of the worst things you can do to the environment, so it's really a selfish thing to do. But I still do it, I'm afraid.

Better do some studying now. That is my plan for Easter as well :-( Think of me when you sit in the sun eating oranges!!

K.

Baaaah

Baah, I am a sheep. Now that everyone seems to have their blogs at Blogger.com (and they won the test in the Norwegian newspaper VG), I'd better follow. So this is my new home. Yay. I'll se if I can fit my blog posts from myspace here as well, so I got it all in one place, and then I must notify the hundreds of people that rely on my blog for their daily updates ... Work, work, work ... Really, I should admit that I sort of hoped moving to Blogger.com would make more people read my blog, but who am I kidding, right?

This is great, feels like I'm part of something bigger now. Plus, my URL is much shorter (only 1 kirsti in stead of 4).

See ya!

K.

Owwww

My weekend in London was great, apart from the fact that the soles of my feet got terrible blisters after the first day of sightseeing. I really went all over the place, and it was so much to see! It's been 11 years since I last was in London, and at that time I really wasn't too interested in sightseeing. But now I wanted to go everywhere and see everything, and I did get to see quite a lot. Parliament, Big Ben, Westminster Abbey, Trafalgar Square, Chinatown, St. Paul's, Museum of London, Camden Market, Soho, British Museum, the Toy museum and the Tower. I did remarkably little shopping, and went out eating and drinking with my colleagues both Friday and Saturday. On Saturday one of my collegeagues celebrated her 30th birthday with 2 other birthday girls, with a river cruise on the Thames complete with lunar eclipse and all! It was so cool. Unfortunately, I got there 1 hour late (but luckily they all waited for me) because most subways had stopped and I spent 2,5 hours to get from my hostel in South Kensington (which I didn't find as bad as the other rewiers) to the Embankment. But it was worth the hassle, I had a great time (as usual with my excellent colleagues). Now I got a cold and I'm broke, but who cares :-D

I also met yet another stupid shop assistant, so I feel like listing some of the stupidest I have met. This one was a solid 2nd place, here is my list so far:

1. Bookshop assistant in Norway not knowing what a "syvende sans" is (very common Norwegian expression and brand for a filofax pocket calendar book thingy)
2. Textile shop assistant in London not knowing what paisley pattern is
3. Clothing shop assistant in Norway not knowing what a halterneck top is
4. A colleague told me she'd met a furniture salesperson who didn't know what a trolley table was

Also chech out this pic of me on a horse! A friend and I went to try out her friend's horse, I forgot how much fun riding is!

K.