Dream, dream, dream, that's all

Congratulations to one of my best and closest friends, Rønnaug, who gave birth to healthy baby boy yesterday. His name is Andreas, after Rønnaug’s dad. And of course; congrats to the proud daddy as well, Tommy!
I have to admit that I started to cry when I got the text message… So happy for you guys!

Unwind.

This is what I needed right now, and so I gave myself that freedom. It tasted wonderful.

Yesterday I spent so many hours writing, that in the end my eyes started to run and sting. Then I said to myself, with a very firm voice; Monsoon do get up from that chair and do something else, before you grow a bedsore or even worse; before you grow into it completely. Do something nice. So I went to Eva. It was great to shift focus.

YEA!! Guess which lovely Canadian girl I got a beautiful, homemade I think, card from yesterday? It was Martha. It made my day Martha, just so you know it! Thanks so much!

Had two dreams that I remember last night, both of them recurring. First I was a Jewish girl in Poland during WW2. I was captured, of course, and ended up in Auschwitz. Fucking dreadful dream. All the things I endured, oh God! It seemed to last forever, and ended in the “showers”. Lovely. My next one was about Bob. It was just a normal day it seemed. I was making dinner, he was reading the paper. We ate, talked, and then we lay down on the coach. We just held each other… It was such a good feeling, but boy was it crappy to wake up and see that I was in fact completely alone. Yuk! So I just got up, put my woollen socks on and laughed at my own reflection, as I caught a glimpse of it in the bathroom mirror. I look insane in the morning. We have a “bad” saying for that kind of hair in the morning in Norway. We call it “fuck-hair”… Only I haven’t, so what’s my excuse? *lol* Also I look 45 in the morning. Why is that? Baggy eyes, dark circles under my eyes, or are my wrinkles more visible? Who knows? A combination of all of the above? Yes most likely…

I am nearly done with my exam now, and I am s glad! There’s only some nit picking left I think. I am happy with what I’ve done, and I know I couldn’t have done better. So as long as I pass, I am thrilled. Everything above E is fab! (A is the best, and F is fail) God, never thought I’d hear myself say that. But as I get better at writing in an academic way, I will have to expect better grades. The examination result will be released on December 7th. *quiver*

However, I am now going to move my tiny, intsy bitsy body into the living room to watch some TV, and eat Mövenpick ice cream. TO DIE FOR! I am what you would call an ice cream freak. A huge one! It’s like I have a stomach of my own just for ice cream. My dad is the same. Once when I was little he bet me that I couldn’t eat 2 litres of it. (US 0,53 gallons, UK 0,44) He lost. Yes, that’s how crazed I am for this stuff. And here this; it must, preferably, be eaten out of a Tupperware plastic bowl. It doesn’t taste as good in a glass bowl. Honest to God! I know; I am sick! *lol*

Bye bye baby bye bye

Monsoon

Ps I wish I could ring him up and say; why don't you come over here for a while... SIGH!