1. What is one thing you don’t like about your body?
I’m out of shape – I need to find time to go to the gym…
2. What are two things you love about your body?
The most obvious item one is “That it’s all there and it works”, the alternative is not attractive. Item 2, well, it has it’s disadvantages, but I love being tall.
3. What are three things you want to change about your home?
I need to do the kitchen. I could do with more space (I don’t want to move, though, so it’s a rather unrealistic wish). And did I mention that I need to do the kitchen?
4. What are four books you want to read this year?
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix!!!!!!
Uhm, what else? I was planning on reading Jo Nesbø’s other books (so far I’ve only read Kakkerlakkene), and there are at least three, so that makes four…
5. What are five promises you have kept to yourself?
Tricky. I don’t normally make promises to myself. Ought I?
(I will have to think about that last one for a while – I may add something later).

Voice in my head: “I was meant for loving you, baby, you were meant for loving me!” (It’s in a nokia commericial much aired at the moment, which is why.)

I like programming. Really.

I especially like the power it gives me to decide what happens at any given time. So if I want to be random and capricious, I can.

He-he-he…

Voice on the stereo: Robbie Williams – Mack the Knife

I’m feeling just a little sheepish. I found the book. It was in the bag I had brought to Trysil and that I hadn’t bothered unpacking yet.

Definitely sheepish.

So: Not only would I have avoided the whole problem had I unpacked and tidied away like a good sensible girl. I also have definite proof of a very leaky memory. Sieve. That’s what it leaks like. How come I didn’t remember packing it?

Sheepish. Sheepish. Sheepish.

Voice on the stereo: Alanis Morisette – So unsexy

I’ve aquired a flatmate today. I was looking at this glass bowl-slash-vase I bought at IKEA recently and thought: “Hey, that would look good with a fish in it.”

So now it has. I think his name is Toby, he looks like a Toby to me. Anyway, I walked into the petshop thinking I’d get one of the traditional goldfish type, and came out with a betta. Donna will know all about that. He seems to be settling in ok, we’ve been watching television together for a while (Irish version of “Popstars”, the only reality show I actually watch).

And here he is:

I’m already thinking of the other vase-thingy I have which is pretty much the same size (though cylindrical)…

1. Where do you currently work?
In Oslo, in a company producing software for patient journal handling in GP offices.
2. How many other jobs have you had and where?
Full-time: 3, including this one. The first was in Telford and Worthing, UK, the second was also in Oslo.
3. What do you like best about your job?
The technical challenges and my colleagues.
4. What do you like least about your job?
Having to get up early in the morning.
5. What is your dream job?
Something to do with books, I suppose, but that also pays well…

Hold on to your hats! Sit down! Have you heard the news?! There is a publication date, at last, for Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix!

21 June seems like a long way away, but I was beginning to get worried that it would never be published at all. I have, obviously, pre-ordered from Amazon. However, what I am tempted to do is buy a cheap ticket from Ryanair and go camp out in front of a bookshop in the British isles on the evening of the 20th. There’s bound to be shops keeping open at midnight to let people have the book at the first possible moment.

Oh joy, oh joy, oh exquisite joy! A flower on Rowling’s head! Please excuse me while I go and shout for joy for a few minutes.

I hurt everywhere. I somehow got myself really geared up Saturday morning and decided that since I had an opportunity to try snowboarding I would…

Great fun, though, and I want to have a go again, but next time I’m bringing my knee-pads (ouch, ouch, ouch).

The weekend was a blast. There was great food, there was partying, there was certainly more than enough alchohol, there were people being discovered asleep in the bubble bath when other people got up for breakfast in the morning, there was even playing of TP in the sauna (girls against boys, girls obviously winning by the time we had to quit, despite being in a definite minority). And there was snowboarding. The weather, too, was just perfect. Cloudy, but mild enough to make being outside bearable (-4 to -9, most of the time).

With hindsight I obviously didn’t need my skis and ski boots. On the other hand, there was only thing I forgot to pack – it turned out that it was that time of the month… A quick trip to the shop sorted that problem out.

Voice in my head: Avril Lavigne hollering “Can’t you see that you’re lying to yourself?” (Is that my subconscious trying to give me a hint, I wonder?) – can’t remember the name of the song

1. Where are you right now?
At home again.
2. What time is it?
20:20, Sunday evening.
3. What are you wearing?
Pyjama bottoms and a nightshirt that has been “loved to death” (i.e. it’s at least 13 years old and has been worn and washed so much that it is starting to disintegrate).
4. Any people or animals around you? Describe them.
Nope.
5. What are your plans for the weekend?
My plans for the rest of this weekend is to do nothing much and try to recover from the previous 48 hours. (Report to follow.)

There’s about an hour left of the working day and I just finished a script. Now what? I’m sure there’s lots of stuff I ought to be doing, but my mind has gone blank. It must be Friday.

Well, if it’s Friday, why is there no Friday Five? Because there isn’t. Not yet, anyway.

Voice in my head: Alanis Morisette, 21 Things (as of last night) – very pertinent to a current Mingle discussion.