Vejret er helt fantastisk for tiden. Det er virkelig ved at blive forår.
Jeg render rundt hele dagen og nyder at solen skinner.
Står tidligt op og går sent i seng
Og hvor blir man udmattet af det
14 år siden
mandag den 21. april 2008
torsdag den 17. april 2008
Tattoo
Got my first two tattoos!
On the left wrist:
Eh. It's black on white skin of course.
And on the right wrist:
Again, tha tattoo is black on white skin.
I'm so happy.
No, it didn't hurt, it tickeled a little and now I've got sore skin. But I'm defiantly going to get more :)
On the left wrist:
Eh. It's black on white skin of course.
And on the right wrist:
Again, tha tattoo is black on white skin.
I'm so happy.
No, it didn't hurt, it tickeled a little and now I've got sore skin. But I'm defiantly going to get more :)
onsdag den 16. april 2008
Snerler og Valmuer
I like plants. They are green and funny and useful.
I like to work with them and use them for all kinds of things; like healing illness, spicing food, dyeing cloth, making essential oils and cosmetics, extracting perfumes and probably a lot more I just haven't mentioned.
I even like working with plants. You know preparing the soil, sow the seeds, caring for the plants and I even like to weed my garden (if I have a garden).
But I have never been very good with flowers. Not that I don't like flowers or that I'm allergic. It's just....
Flowers are OK I guess, but I'm just not very interested in flowers.
Yea, they have pretty colors and they smell nice, but I mostly see them as something which are on its way to become a very interesting seed!
Now seeds, corns, nuts and that stuff, thay are funny!
But after all my grumbels about my lack of interest for flowers I have to tell that there are two flowers I really love.
I just adore the Poppy. And I prefer it with its Danish name: Valmue
(''val'' means numb or battlefield...both things fit, I loke when the name of the plant fits its qualities. Like you can get morphine from poppies therefore is numbness related to the plant. And you often see poppies on battlefields. Numbnes and battles have something to do with valor too. You feel like a hero on heroine (and heroine is derived from morphine for those who've forgotten that.))
No reason other than it's impossible to pick a bunch of Poppy flowers! The leaves fall off immediately after the flower is picked.
That's so adoring somehow.
The other flower i like is morning glory. Here too i prefer the the Danish name: Snerle
(It has something to do with ensnare or allure. And the flower is alluringly beautiful and it's a weed who ensnare other plants to get up to the sun.)
I just like that plant. No rasons I guess....
I like to work with them and use them for all kinds of things; like healing illness, spicing food, dyeing cloth, making essential oils and cosmetics, extracting perfumes and probably a lot more I just haven't mentioned.
I even like working with plants. You know preparing the soil, sow the seeds, caring for the plants and I even like to weed my garden (if I have a garden).
But I have never been very good with flowers. Not that I don't like flowers or that I'm allergic. It's just....
Flowers are OK I guess, but I'm just not very interested in flowers.
Yea, they have pretty colors and they smell nice, but I mostly see them as something which are on its way to become a very interesting seed!
Now seeds, corns, nuts and that stuff, thay are funny!
But after all my grumbels about my lack of interest for flowers I have to tell that there are two flowers I really love.
I just adore the Poppy. And I prefer it with its Danish name: Valmue
(''val'' means numb or battlefield...both things fit, I loke when the name of the plant fits its qualities. Like you can get morphine from poppies therefore is numbness related to the plant. And you often see poppies on battlefields. Numbnes and battles have something to do with valor too. You feel like a hero on heroine (and heroine is derived from morphine for those who've forgotten that.))
No reason other than it's impossible to pick a bunch of Poppy flowers! The leaves fall off immediately after the flower is picked.
That's so adoring somehow.
The other flower i like is morning glory. Here too i prefer the the Danish name: Snerle
(It has something to do with ensnare or allure. And the flower is alluringly beautiful and it's a weed who ensnare other plants to get up to the sun.)
I just like that plant. No rasons I guess....
tirsdag den 15. april 2008
American Gods
OK, I went to New York during this Easter to visit some family and generally see New York for the second time.
(Denmark is still very Christianized and we have loads of holidays on really holy days ...among other around Easter, so getting off the studies wasn't a problem)
And well. Me and me Mom and me roommate went together.
My Mom and I was to get to my cousins Confirmation (again, the Danish culture is still full of Chistian traditions....it's quiet annoying sometimes.... Some even thing that Yule is a Christian feast, the don't know their history!)
But it was nice to see the family, the party was good and my two little American cousins even managed to learn the Our Father and the Creed in Danish.
Well, they almost learned it.
And then my Roomie joined us in N.Y. and we went exploring.
Both my Roomie and I've read American Gods as well as God Eaters and The Darkness, so we wanted to find a homosexual, djinni. Preferably a taxi-driver.
We did not find any. We didn't even get to see lesbian go-go-dancers.
But we fond out what our gods do when they get to the U.S.!
Everybody knows that gene-scientists from Poland gets to be hairdressers in America and so on,
But seeing what The Allfather Odin was doing gave us a surprise:
Well, All hail to our God Wotan the Fashion Importer?
I would believe it if it was Baldur... or maybe Loki.
But Woden?
Heh
I guess you never know about whats happening in the higher realms
(Denmark is still very Christianized and we have loads of holidays on really holy days ...among other around Easter, so getting off the studies wasn't a problem)
And well. Me and me Mom and me roommate went together.
My Mom and I was to get to my cousins Confirmation (again, the Danish culture is still full of Chistian traditions....it's quiet annoying sometimes.... Some even thing that Yule is a Christian feast, the don't know their history!)
But it was nice to see the family, the party was good and my two little American cousins even managed to learn the Our Father and the Creed in Danish.
Well, they almost learned it.
And then my Roomie joined us in N.Y. and we went exploring.
Both my Roomie and I've read American Gods as well as God Eaters and The Darkness, so we wanted to find a homosexual, djinni. Preferably a taxi-driver.
We did not find any. We didn't even get to see lesbian go-go-dancers.
But we fond out what our gods do when they get to the U.S.!
Everybody knows that gene-scientists from Poland gets to be hairdressers in America and so on,
But seeing what The Allfather Odin was doing gave us a surprise:
Well, All hail to our God Wotan the Fashion Importer?
I would believe it if it was Baldur... or maybe Loki.
But Woden?
Heh
I guess you never know about whats happening in the higher realms
mandag den 14. april 2008
Accidentally Online
Som om det ikke var nok at jeg skriver tåbelige ting på bloggen på blackmarket, eller at jeg har en livejournal.....
Jeg læser sjældent andre blogs, jeg glemmer selv at opdatere blogs. Jeg har aldrig skrevet dagbog og i min verden er en journal noget man har i laboratoriet.
Men her er den.
Min blog.
Ved virkelig ikke hvad den skal bruges til,
Sproget bliver nok en blanding af dansk og engelsk.
Emnerne bliver uransagelige og jeg snakker mest med billeder.
Verden er af lave
Jeg læser sjældent andre blogs, jeg glemmer selv at opdatere blogs. Jeg har aldrig skrevet dagbog og i min verden er en journal noget man har i laboratoriet.
Men her er den.
Min blog.
Ved virkelig ikke hvad den skal bruges til,
Sproget bliver nok en blanding af dansk og engelsk.
Emnerne bliver uransagelige og jeg snakker mest med billeder.
Verden er af lave
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