Home improvement!

Today it was finally the hour to clean that red Jello (that in wartime with neighbours (2,5 year ago) got thrown all over our kitchenwindow)..The Jello had settled down and had a life of its own, happily married to the glass, so I spent a good half an hour on our rooftop armed with knife, spunge and dangerous chemicals killing it.
Mats spent 3 hours inside those showers. Christoffer was inside and about a microwave cursing all previous inhabitants of the house. Scrubbing the walls and everywhere I got truly impressed by people who manage to put food up in the ceiling!!

While Amy was down on her knees in pots&pans, Martin and I built (from scratch!) a bartable out on the balcony using all sorts of crap we found in a closet..Its remarkable what you can find in random closets!! A bicyclewheel, broken x-maslights&sterio, condomAds, baseball bat, wood, chemicals for everything, sandpaper, men´s deodorant, sunchair, 500 flowerpots, wintershoes size 43 etc but worst of all..a bag full of UNDERWEAR!.. Human behaviour like this is so strange.
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We don´t have a kitchentable anymore since we threw it out as a motivation to redesign the livingroom ourselves...and we voted wether or not we should use that baseball bat we found to trash the oven so we´d get a new one..(note: our oven should be put in museum..last year it almost burned down the whole kitchen)

Any of who wants to come for a visit to Lund is more than welcome:)

p.s Yes, we do grow our own vegatables and potatoes, as well as keeping a chickenfarm and fishing for dinner.

Dolly Parton - Working 9 to 5

Volleyball.
I know the ball. I basicly know the rules of the game. I´ve played a few times at school..(all girlteams,where the ball was allowed to bounce and the net was 2 meter high! )
(MR-stelpur þið vitið hvað ég er að tala um;) )

This night a mixed volleyballteam needed more girls..me and Amy figured for practise with total amateurs, so why not.
When arrive there is some league/tournament going on!! We get pushed onto the field with a net THREE TIMES my own length, placed in a team with 3 tall men of one starts shouting something like.."..get the ball in the right corner to the setter and go to the blocker.."!!??

All of a sudden we are facing the opponents including 2 30-year-old guys and 2 butches with huge thighs...Help! The JUGDE (there was a judge people!) shouts GAME ON! and we are still thinking what tha hell is a setter?!
A side from a catastrophic loss (and a bit of ballfobia up front by the butches)... it was a very fun game and thanks to my years of waitressing and tennis I managed to put in some serves..score! AFTER the game we practised the setting and blocking:)
Next week Marlous will take my spot on the team as I will stick to my bartending;)
I think I´m joining the "innebandy"-team instead.

CocoRosie - Good Friday

summerhit at home, another icelandic band, love the video..is it in Kaffibarinn??



Jeff Who? - Barfly



Mugison - Murr Murr

Elections tomorrow!
People are just going mad here...supporters are throwing themselves at you in the streets and you come home with a kilo of brocures on top of the other 3 that are piled next to your mailbox..crazy
A little wooden house for election in Malmö was under bombthreat...
I´m staying at home the whole weekend.

The house has recieved 2 new soldiers! Amy f/Canada and Martin f/Helsingborg..as welcome we had houseparty followed by dancing our asses off to very bad europop at South-Sweden Nation..Getting home. By bicycle. 2 persons. Drunk.

Etta James - I´d rather go blind

I´m back and alive! Although passing Denmark a few times..but that is a whole other story. Now cozing in pyjama in the little Lund-purse (at home). Time to unpack bags and get some semi-order in my life..speaking of organisation, one week done of school and teachers are already preaching teories from 3 different books!! Help!

Many days have drifted on my days since we last spoke. Great past-Reykholt week in Reykjavík meeting friends..oh how I miss you all!

Rugsacked my way overseas (w/Scanlines H-H loveboat, 20min) to Kastrup where I experienced my second feeling of being homeless in life,( first being: overnightfreezing in Suomenlinna outdoors with neither coat or boat to get back.)
Kastrup is designed so people like me won´t sleep there..Abnormal COLD stonefloor and benches so uncompfortable that you actually prefer the floor. So I ended up "sleeping" on a meters piece of carpet outside the bar, I think I consumed quite a bit of airportdust during this hell night.

We made a daytrip to Gent which is a very nice city.


Meintje&Marlous had a goodbye-tent-barbeque w/too much Sangria and Mojito. GREAT party!Ghosts from the past, Liesbet and Tom f/Helsinki, showed up:)

Bicycling in the countryside&Hoogstraten.

Photos from Belgium






My favorite these days:
Paolo Conte - sotto le stelle del Jazz