Weekend Recap
I had a great weekend in Oslo! So, here's a recap of sorts.
Sis, who is practicing her driving, came and picked me up at my house yesterday morning and drove us to the airport, where we caught a flight to Oslo. (And got bitched at by a cranky stewardess.)
Arriving in Oslo, we caught the train downtown and visited my favorite fantasy bookstore, which is like 10 times the size of the one in Trondheim. (Oh, the temptations!) Never fear, if you need a sword or immense amounts of legos real quick, this is the place to go. And though I'm really more in it for the books, it's a fun store. Personally, I came away with Cassandra Clare's City of Glass, Stephen R. Lawhead's Taliesin and Maria V. Snyder's Sea Glass, as well as Charles Schultz' Complete Peanuts 1950-1952, which I've wanted like forever. I love them Peanuts, just my shade of depressing.
Another train ride, and we were up by my sister's former dorm at Nordstrand. It really is pretty up there. View of the whole city, and the fjord. Not to mention all the posh, old houses. It's a really nice place to live, I think.
We had some dinner there, and a chat with Heidi's former roomie Camilla whom it was nice to see again.
I had to be really quick with everything that day, I didn't have much time to talk, for which I'm sorry to everyone.
I had to be outta there pretty fast, my play started at 6, so I changed into my mom's little, black dress and took the train back downtown by myself, while sis stayed behind to get the rest of her stuff out of her former room. (Technically, she moved back home in June.)
And at this point, I have to say: I love cities. It struck me again on Saturday, see. When I was a kid, I always figured I hated the cities, but when I moved to one, that kinda changed. I love the noise and dirt and people everywhere, it very much drowns out the feeling of being an island. The city can sound like an intimate conversation right outside your bedroom window, and you lie there listening to it at 5 in the morning (does happen!).
Cities are confusing though, so I kinda surprised myself in finding my way to everything right away.
I got to my play, Next to Normal at Det Norske Teateret. It was amazing, and brought tears to my eyes. For a more spesific review than that (and with pictures), see my theater blog.
I went to meet my sister at the central station once the show was done. Being under the impression that she was bringing 3 bags with stuff with her back home, I rather had something of a panic attack when I saw her with 7. (How we were managing that was somewhat unclear, and more importantly, I also hadn't told my aunt and uncle to bring a goddamn truck.)
We somehow wrestled it onto the train though, muscley chicks we are, and took the train north to meet up with our aunt and uncle.
We did somehow get all of Heidi's stuff into their small car, not that anyone really saw the road (stacked to the roof).
We had a really nice time that evening with our aunt and uncle, catching up (Heidi and my aunt passed a notepad back and forth writing to eachother to communicate, while my uncle demanded to know wether they were talking about boys).
We hit the road again on Sunday morning, taking the train back up to Trondheim. It was fine, except for the fact that I chipped a tooth (or rather, it looks like it came loose on its own, since I wasn't eating anything. Must have damaged it before, probably). I'm getting that fixed later today though, so it's all good!
Love, Janne.
Gone Until Sunday
I feel like it's been a long day already, I've been all over the place!
Anyway, tomorrow morning sis and I are leaving for Oslo, intending to do a lot in a short span of time, mostly having fun. Can't wait!
So I'll be gone until Sunday, but I'll blog a full account of the trip and review the show I'm watching once I get back.
Byeee!
Horrible
So anyway, I arrive at my mom's today, and she'd clipped me this obituary. The father of a former classmate of mine committed suicide a few months back, and now, as it turns out, so has his stepmom.
That is one of the most awful things I have ever heard. Especially since there's two other, younger kids. I can't even begin to imagine what that's like.
I never saw the stepmother much, but I always did like the father a lot.
Makes you wonder, but most of all it's just plain, old-fashioned horrible.
J.
Last Week
I've been trying to blog for over a week, but I never seem to actually get there. Anyway, here goes.
A lot's been going on this week. Most recently, our locker room got broken into and robbed at work.
I was on my evening shift on Friday, and as one of my colleagues and I were counting cash at the registers, our other colleague comes down from our locker rooms on the top floor and reports that her cash has been stolen. And it was quite a bit of cash, since she'd just been to the ATM that day. We all refuse to believe that someone in our own staff would go through the purses, so we report it to the commander-in-chief (we lack a boss right now) and I go up to check on things.
Sure enough, my wallet was empty of cash too, even though I didn't have much there. Coins, mostly. Thankfully, my mobile and iPod was still there. I don't like the thought that someone went through all my private stuff though.
None of us were really thinking that anyone had gotten through the main door up there, as you can't get through it without a code. And sure enough, the back door was unlocked and ajar. And watching the surveillance tapes yesterday morning confirms that thought, that is where the thief got in. Wether that's good for anything though, remains to be seen.
In other news, I've been limping for most of the week, and though it seems paranoid, I think my sleeping pills were doing it to me. They have no known side effects, but the last go I had at them, my cheek got all painful and swollen, and this time my foot did. I limped for a few days, and the moment I got off the pills my foot got back to normal pretty damn fast. Coincidence? I don't know, but I'm not using those damn pills again, since they never worked in the first place.
So now I'm pretty eager to get back to excersising, sweating a little, since I've been on my ass for days now.
Anyway, I won't be working much next week, I have a lot of time off, and on Saturday sis and I are flying to Oslo, getting a few things from her old place, going to the theater to see Next to Normal, and then sleep over at our aunt and uncle's. Then we'll be taking the train back home on Sunday. So I think this week'll be over pretty fast anyway.
I was sort of hoping to get some photo shoots over with soon, because in 12 days I'm off to Portugal, so September is pretty full up soon.
I can't wait to go to Portugal though, can't wait to get away from this place for a spell.
Anyway, that's it for now.
Janne