I'm not actually sort on ideas but some of these questions seemed interesting when I read it on Ash's blog (link on the left, help yourself).

1. Do you try to look hot when you go to the grocery store just in case someone recognizes you from your blog?
No. First of all I never meet anyone there, secondly I'm way too lazy to make an effort to go such a short distance. Finally, I think we need to substitute "hot" for "presentable".

2. Are the photos you post Photoshopped or otherwise altered?
No, I'm too lazy to fix them up (see a theme forming here?). I don't even know how to, only tried a few times with stuff like color correction, but it didn't make much difference.

3. Do you like it when creeps or dorks e-mail you?
Not much of a worry, it used to happen when I ran a website, I would introduce their email address to my spam filter.

4. Do you lie in your blog?
No, but I don't tell the whole truth either. :P

5. Are you passive-aggressive in your blog?
No, I'm just aggressive.

6. Do you ever threaten to quit writing so people will tell you not to stop?
Who the hell would do that??

7. Are you in therapy? If not, should you be? If so, is it helping?
I'm not and I probably should be. Too costly to try it, once thought about talking to a priest instead.

8. Do you delete mean comments? Do you fake nice ones?
I deleted some spam before I realized it's automated and just keeps coming. Fake nice comments, what are we in primary school?

9. Have you ever rubbed one out while reading a blog
Da fook?

10. If your readers knew you in person, would they like you more or like you less?
Since I have just about one reader, two or three on good days, I don't think it's much of an issue.

11. Do you have a job?
Yes, believe it or not.

12. If someone offered you a decent salary to blog full-time without restrictions, would you do it?
Blog full time? Now that's a waste of time and money.

13. Which bloggers do you want to meet in real life?
I read like 2 blogs, so I could meet Ash if it was on the cards, Erik knows me. Probably would meet anyone from Juventuz who comes by here occasionally.

14. Which bloggers have you made out with? (a)In real life? (b)In fantasy?
None.

15. Do you usually act like you have more money or less money than you really have?
I don't remember talking about money a lot here. Except for some things being too expensive but we all do that.

16. Does your family read your blog?
Neh.

17. How old is your blog?
It started in June 2003, been doing it on a regular basis for maybe a year.

18. Do you get more than 1000 page views per day? Do you care?
I would be concerned if I did.

19. Do you have another secret blog in which you write about being depressed, slutty, or a liar?
How is one not enough?

20. Have you ever given another blogger money for his/her writing?
If I were a politician, I would consider paying someone for NOT writing something.

21. Do you report the money you earn from your blog on your taxes?
What money?

22. Is blogging narcissistic?
Yes.

23. Do you feel guilty when you don't post for a long time?
Yes, because posting a blog feels like a small accomplishment believe it or not.

24. Do you like John Mayer?
Who dat iz?

25. Do you have enemies?
Not that I know of.

26. Are you lonely?
Comes and goes.

27. Why bother?
Writing can be fun. Even when it's not fun to read. I also thought I would end up reading old entries but I never have.

not recommended for resting: Ryanair

They employ what I like to call the head rest from hell. You know the one I mean, where the seat is usually reasonably comfortable, you lean back to get comfortable, but your head won't go all the way back, it gets stuck on this annoying piece of head rest which sticks way out from the chair itself. WTF?? If you've seen it, you know it only too well. They have them in cars too quite often. What happens is that you lean back in the chair, your back is stretched out vertically, but you can't rest your neck because the f. head rest sticks way out from the chair. Have you tried going to sleep in that position? Do you know what happens when you wake up. In fact, you can't get any sleep at all, it's so uncomfortable. But if you do succeed (like my 20 minutes on a 2h flight), when you wake up, your neck hurts because you can't rest it. I've slept in the car like that as well, for a few hours. Waking up is not pleasant.

I ask you then, is there a good reason we need the head rest from hell? Or do they make us uncomfortable for no reason at all? I see a political party being formed over this.

It just occured to me that I've never traveled as much in a year as I have in 2005.

January 4 - coming back from Christmas in Poland

February - a week in Salerno, Italy

March 12 - a weekend in Oslo to get my IELTS papers (for those of you who have been on the edge of your seats since March, Jens Stoltenberg is prime minister again following the election a few weeks ago)

July - a week and a half's vacation in Poland

August 17 - three-day grid conference in Oslo

October 17 - three-day grid conference in Linköping, Sweden

November 1 - long weekend in Milano to see Milan-Juventus

December 16 - heading to Poland for Christmas

That's a lot of travelling :eek: Right now I just feel like staying home for six months :D

Here's a piece of advice. If you're going somewhere, never let me plan the journey for you. Do you see a pattern of hellish travels with me? I hate myself for this bad planning, thoroughly. If you ever wondered why I never chose Ryanair before, this is why. I didn't actually know where the airport is, thought it was about 40 minutes from Oslo. Turns out it's 2 hours (!!!!) by bus from Oslo, 2.5h from the other airport. I had a bit of a panic attack when it dawned on me a few hours ago. I got about 3h in between flights and I just read on ryanair.com that they close the gate at 40 minutes before the flight. So I got no chance at making it there on time. To think I was under the impression I had time to spare. 2 fucking hours, I can't believe it. So the only chance is to get to Oslo earlier. Luckily (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), at 11.45pm, although all customer phone services are unavailable, the airline where I booked my flight to Oslo has an option to change your flight (godsend). Otherwise I would be there tomorrow at the airport an hour in advance, trying to do it at their window. So I spent €100 on changing the flight to an earlier one (twice the price of the original flight). In practice this means I take off at 7:30, get to Oslo by 8:35, grab a train to Sandefjord (or a train to Oslo, then bus to Torp) at 9:08, get there at 11:31, then a bus from Sandefjord to Torp, should be there before noon. Flight is at 13:15. This also means I have to be in town around 6:30 to catch the airport express, so I'm walking out at 5:45 (no bus that early). Which is why I decided to stay up (feels like exam night) instead (because I don't fully trust my alarm clock) and I'm typing this now.

King Harald (Harold, I suppose) of Norway, remarked at some fancy dinner party with the presence of Camilla Parker Bowles (whoa there's one name you didn't expect to feature in this blog): "Let's not forget English football. Hundreds of thousands of Norwegians, myself included actually *loud chuckle in the room*, have followed the English teams since Norway started broadcasting Match of the day in 1969" (there's the source of our cancer btw).

FFS man, at least pretend to be cultured. Tell them you read Oscar Wilde voraciously in your teens, that your father taught you to recite Shakespeare when you were 10. I suppose at this point all that is left to say is props for not breaking into "You'll never walk alone".:wallbang: