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Poison of choice

Tuesday, July 20th, 2010

Today was rough. Work has been stressful to the point where I think my shoulders might be permanently attached to my ears, and I caught myself  vigorously massaging my temples several times during the course of the day – this is how you know I’m dealing with a truly special breed of person. On my way home I could think of one thing and one thing only, and that is how gloriously wonderful it would be to get greasy greasy takeout and play World of Warcraft.

So we did.

Word of Warcarft truly is my poison of choice – I’ve been playing since the closed beta testing and have loved every minute of it. I’ve experienced nerd-rage, gamer’s wrists, loss of social life, spent weeks hunting particularly pretty collections of pixels, and of course, made plenty of gorgeous friends along the way. As every other WoW-player I have thrown hissy hits, uninstalled the game and not touched it for months, only to come lurching back quietly like the weaklings that we truly are. “I’ve had it, I quit!” is a yearly sentence uttered amongst my WoW-playing friends. “Have fun, see you again in a few months!” is the standard reply. It rarely fails.

Now, I’m not going to elaborate further on my in-game escapades, seeing as I know who reads my blog and I know that most of you are probably not understanding this at all, but this is my blog darn it, and tonight I’m being a nerd. So there!

(Obligatory bucket list of characters that I have played or am still playing)

Occupational Hazards

Tuesday, June 22nd, 2010

I don’t think I’ve ever asked my readers about your jobs before. What do you do for a living? I know a lot of you are students, but I’m pretty sure there’s a good handful out there with jobs as well. Me, I work in costumer support. It’s a job that gives me a lot of good stories that I’m unfortunately not allowed to re-tell. I do a mix of  technical troubleshooting, sales, general information and, let’s be honest here, therapy. I like my job. I like to make costumers happy.

Lately though, I find myself taking my job home with me. And not in the paperwork, absent-minded, can’t-talk-about-anything-but-work way. No no.

I troubleshoot in my sleep.

Oh yes. I’m a lost cause. I woke up the other day from my own sleep talking – I tried to fix a phone. I woke up while resiting one of my standard troubleshooting phrases. I have a friend who started in this job at the same time as me, and she’s been doing this for months – although, in her case, she tries to sell subscriptions in her sleep – and I’ve found this to be pretty amusing. Well, look at me now, I’m doing the exact same thing. I guess that’s what you call dedication. Slash mental illness.

In other news, I can’t wait to start my 365 day photo project! I’m currently trying to figure out how to make a makeshift photo backdrop for the living room. It has to be easily removable, and I’m pretty sure it will involve a sheet. Time will tell! :)

Amongst the cushions

Sunday, June 20th, 2010

It’s funny how everything seems to work itself out in the end. The aforementioned strike ended around midnight yesterday, and I went straight online to order plane tickets to go back home. I got them for less than I would have paid for the bus fare, and I will now spend one hour traveling each way instead of eleven. Saying that I breathed a sigh of relief would be an understatement. I can’t wait to go back home to see family and relatives, and it will be nice to attend my grandmother’s funeral. It’s been a good weekend.

I don’t know if you’ve every wondered about where I blog and/or kick back, but here it is – the corner of the sofa, the best sofa in the world, with it’s perfect laptop friendly arm rest. Notice how I propped up the Harry Potter book for the occasion? I started re-reading it today, as I realized sometime yesterday that there’s a new movie coming out in November and that I have to brush up on my Potter knowledge. I can’t wait for the last two movies, and at the same time I don’t want them to come out, ever, because that will mean that it’s all over and I will surely cry like a little girl for the full duration of both movies. Ugh.

When did this morph into a Harry Potter whine post? Huh, didn’t see that one coming!

I guess I better end it here, then, before I start ranting uncontrollably about wands and house elves and Dumbledore. Marius just bought be a teeny weeny chocolate and mentioned something about Stephen Fry on the TV, and I can’t miss and opportunity to watch Stephen Fry. I hope everyone had a good weekend :)

New obsession

Saturday, June 12th, 2010

After re-discovering nail polish a little while back, I’ve done something that is very very typically me. Instead of settling for a simple shrug and a “hey, that’s neat” and moving on with my life, I’ve become somewhat of a nail polish addict. Do you know how many pretty polishes there are out there? Now, personally, I blame Airam. She introduced me to nail blogs. I did not know there was such a thing as nail blogs! Well, I do now. My bloglovin’ is suddenly full of them. Laquerized. Fuckyeahnailart. Fuckyeahprettynails. Oh, and did you know there’s such a thing as nail stamps? Of course there is, why wouldn’t there be. They’re called Konad, and now I want a poodle konad nail stamp. Airam, I blame you.

Like today. On my spending account I had 700kr left to last me till Tuesday. That’s not a lot. What did I do? I spent 200 of them on nail polishes. A huge pink from China Glaze, a matte top coat from Isa Dora, and a perfect sea green from Gosh. Now, I do realize that this one is nobody’s fault but my own, don’t worry. Can’t blame everything on poor Maria.

And that includes this. Now, This has been collected over a longer period of time, don’t worry. But still, I don’t know a lot of girls who can show this level of obsession. When I fall for something, I fall hard. Go big or go home.

And the poodle nail stamps will. Be. Mine! ;)

Super-Piraja

Thursday, April 29th, 2010

After watching Iron Man 2 in the movie theater last night and enjoying the awesomeness that is Tony Stark, I started thinking about how useless I’d be as a superhero. I’m not an engineer like Tony, I’m not a rich heiress (Think Bruce Wayne, not Paris Hilton), and I obviously don’t have any superhuman abilities. So what can I do, exactly? Well:

1. I have an unexplainable ability to get stains on my clothes even though I’ve just been sitting at my desk all day.

2. I can run out the door in a heart-attack inducing hurry even though I had three hours to get ready.

3. I can screw up just-add-water cupcakes.

4. I can go from full to starving in 0,2 seconds.

5. I can claim to be broke for months just because I’d rather spend my money on a handbag.

6. I sometimes notice bruises on me that I have no idea how I got. The only believable conclusion is that I’m a sleep-hero.

7. I have a single white hair that grows on the outside of my left nostril. This clearly means I’m half polar bear and might someday develop bear-like strength. Maybe.

Yeah, I’ve got nothing. Time to cook some burgers ;)