Life, Me



So, like every other Norwegian scrap-blogger, I was tagged – the deal is that I have to write six weird things about myself, then pass the torch on to six other bloggers. Since everyone I know (at least the Norwegians..) has already done this, I am just going to leave it open – if you see this, have a blog, and want to participate, let me know!

Oooh, wait, I am actually going to tag my darling JK, maybe that will get him to start blogging again!

 1) Apparently I am not alone in this, but I really can’t tell what is left and what is right without looking down at my hands and actually shaking my left hand. Yes, I have the mental faculties of a three-year old.

2) I detest wearing socks, and will go barefoot any chance I get.

3) The second I enter the door to our house, I change from jeans (or whatever socially acceptable clothes I am wearing) to sweatpants or pajamas. I seriously can’t relax unless I do this.

4) I stopped eating meat after an anatomy class at the hospital in Trondheim. We were “working on” skinless, human corpses, and the muscles looked just like pork. I suddenly had an epiphany; I love animals and view Bobby and Charlie (JK’s parents’ dogs – until we stole Bobby :D) as members of our family – how can I eat animals, knowing that they have feelings and needs just like us? Seeing how similar we were to pigs just pushed me over the edge.

5) I recently started listening to Sting. I know, Sting. Suddenly I’m middle-aged instead of 24.

6) I scrapbook lying on the floor. This is how I’ve always studied and done homework, too. I really don’t like sitting in chairs!

 There you have it. I’m not that weird.

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  • Reply Ania March 9, 2007 at 3:56 pm

    No 4: G R O S S !

    Other than that. naa. not weird at all :P

  • Reply Kirsten March 9, 2007 at 3:58 pm


  • Reply admin March 9, 2007 at 4:00 pm

    I know! When I came home, JK had made steak for dinner – I was really disgusted and stuck to the veggies :D

  • Reply Anilu Magloire June 25, 2007 at 4:47 pm

    LOL!! I too have to get out of my street clothes the second I get home :)

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