08.11.08
Posted in Life, Vacation, Wife at 15:57 by krikkert
So, basically most of last week was this year’s vacation for me. So, here’s krikkert’s post-vacation writeup.
Day 1: Monday, August 4th.
This day didn’t start off too well, what with having to get up at 6AM to show up for work. I can’t afford snacking off from too many paid hours (what with not having paid leave…), so it was decided that I’d work a half-day this day. Thus, I worked from 6:30 to 11 o’clock. Cue my boss being late to relieve me. Grr. With the boss finally there, it was a race against the clock to reach pick-up so I could drop by the flat for a last overview. Then, in a succession so rapid the Romans didn’t have anything on us, I picked up my lovely wife, she inspected the flat (A+!), we picked up her new driver’s licence from the DMV (Bastards wouldn’t simply let me pick it up at the post office, nooo, she had to show up in person…), and shot off for the first stop on Christer And Kat’s Grand Vacation of 2008! Namely … My parents. Cue dread. 
According to our schedule, we were supposed to stay for half an hour to an hour-ish at my parents’. This was severely broken by several magnitudes. We arrived at around three-ish, and thought we’d get a move on by four. Instead, I don’t think we managed to leave before around seven. The blame was duly apportioned in my direction, and we shot off, again, for the Lost City of the Mustaches. We managed about oh, an hour before an SMS ticked in on Kat’s phone, wondering whether or not we could drop by Lillehammer. Indeed we could, so a detour was made. Once there, we had to be telephonically guided to our destination, before conversation and hugging could ensue. After said hugging had ensued, off we went again.
A bit past midnight, including one change of drivers (and one seriously distrustful Christer clawing his way into the passenger seat by way of buttcheeks), we arrived. We were supposed to be camping, but the hour was late, so we were kindly allowed the use of the Devil Monster Doom Sofa of Ikea. After firing up the gifts for the natives, and playing a wee bit of Dark Age of Camelot (quite the fun game, once you understand the principles). Then we bedded down for sleep.
Day 2: Tuesday, August 5th.
Day 2 started off with serious oversleeping. Alarm clock duly ignored, of course. Pretty much thrown in the shower, and then we set out to see the sights. We invaded the town, went shopping, and calibrated my clothes-dar. Apparently I need to get certified to pick out clothes Kat could wear. Got a couple of shirts and a nice pair of trousers for me, and a few things for her. Afterwards, we popped around to the Nidaros Cathedral for Olavsfestdagene (Feast Days in Honour of St. Olav). We even got to climb one of the towers (on the picture on the linked site, it is the tall tower in the middle of the building on the left). 40 metres above ground, 171 steps. Christer, of course, is deathly afraid of heights. It worked pretty well, all in all, once my brain wrapped itself around the idea that it wasn’t going to randomly crash into the ground head-first. There were also visits to Outland (fantasy bookshop) to garner presents so as to curry favour with the natives, and buying dinner on our way home. There were tacos.
Once we returned, I started setting up the tent. Was pretty fun, doing something physical for a change, until the hosts informed me that it was going to rain. Cue the question of when they were going to tell me, and the answer of When he’s done pumping up the air mattress
. They’re evil. EVIL! Good thing the tent’s waterproof.
That’s it for Days 1 and 2. Days 3 and 4 with my wife — bless her — and I, and Days 5 to 7 with just me will be forthcoming shortly. 
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07.20.08
Posted in Education, Life, Roleplay at 15:56 by krikkert
Still waiting for my letter of admission to the UiO Faculty of Law. They’re apparently still working on my case!
Today’s been pretty fulfilling. I’ve done a full-home vacuuming and gone over with soap and water (I am very glad I have a small home). I’ve cleaned. And now I’m preparing a few notes before me and my wife — bless her — are off to our weekly roleplaying game. We’re currently playing the What Follows in Shadow adventure in the Wheel of Time RPG setting, and I angle to send the characters headlong into the Prophecies of the Dragon series of adventure later. Mwahahaha… They’re in for a RIDE!
I’m also pondering how to most easily deal with my forgetfulness. Will I remember to look up appointments in an appointment book? Gah, if only my memory hadn’t started to fail on me.
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Posted in Wearing the rantypants at 15:48 by krikkert
There are people who claim that religion is nothing but bad, and seem to have as a core tenet that all religious people in general, and Catholics in specific, should be permanent apologists for past sins, as well that those of a moderate bent should be permanent apologists for the extremists who claim to belong to the same faith.
Therefore, I see fit to demand of everyone who’s ever known anyone who’s used anything created in a factory — that would be most of humanity — that they apologise profusely and immediately for creating the climate issues that they themselves (for the most part) now claim are going to be the end of us.
Personal responsibility. It’s just that. Personal. Now, one counter-argument to this can be the so-called ’sins of the father’ doctrine (ex. in Exodus 20:5; “You shall not worship them or serve them; for I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children, on the third and the fourth generations of those who hate Me,”), which I’ve seen used as an argument in favour of the apologist view. Said doctrine, however, says nothing about Earthen relationships, as, going back to the Law of Moses, it is stated in that big book that sons shall not suffer for their fathers’ sins (Deuteronomy 24:16). Said doctrine is on the relationship between man and God, and basically means this: If a man turns away from God, and raises his children accordingly, the children will suffer for it, for they don’t know of God. But on Earth, each answers for himself alone.
This post produced by an annoying tendency to dislike people who believe they’re entitled to an apology from me personally for something my forefathers have done. I will answer for my crimes against mankind, but I refuse to answer for yours!
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07.09.08
Posted in Life at 00:08 by krikkert
Well, six months to be more exact. So, what’s gone on in Christer’s life for the last few months? Well, you’ll have to wonder a bit longer while I actually go and do a write-up of that.
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11.11.07
Posted in Life at 00:41 by krikkert
Sadly, I’m busy helping my girlfriend look for work. So you guys will have to wait. Sorry!
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05.19.07
Posted in Education, Life, Work at 23:21 by krikkert
I had nearly forgotten that I had even applied. But as it appears, they not only received my application, they even processed it. And sent me a reply. Saying that I had been accepted. For the last week or so, I’ve been tormented by whether to attend a public school, or the private school so gracious to extend me an offer.
I’ve signed and dated the offer, and returned it. This fall, I will be attending BI — or the BI Norwegian School of Management. It’ll be a Bachelor’s program in Economics and Business Law, and I’ll hopefully be extending that into a full-blown law degree. Hopefully.
Also, I’d like to request a few good wishes for my friend Shamini, who’s in a tight spot with regards to the National Higher Education Coordination Board due to some misinformation on their part.
Work’s been hectic this month. I don’t think I’ve had a day off since early April, around Easter. My paycheque also came in the mail — roughly equivalent to two months’ budget when living on government study grants. Money tastes so much sweeter when it’s earned. Sadly, it also leaves so much faster.
23:20, signing
~Christer
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04.28.07
Posted in Life at 23:01 by krikkert
So I’ve recently come into possession of a rather interesting piece of knowledge. Earned the hard way, of course. Namely that my feet don’t quite get along with the special soles. Crying yourself to sleep over physical pain isn’t really a thing to desire. And as such, a quote comes to mind: “I don’t have a pain management problem. I have a pain problem.”
Fame and glory to the person able to come up with who said that.
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03.23.07
Posted in Driving, Life at 15:07 by krikkert
Man hält sich von jeder Straße fern,
denn krikkert hat sein Führerschein.
krikkert has his driver’s licence.
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03.21.07
Posted in Driving, Life at 14:05 by krikkert
Friday at 0945 hours, I will once again submit myself to the rigorous testing of the State Road Department to see if I know enough to be let out on the roads.
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02.19.07
Posted in Life at 00:50 by krikkert
Special soles, and walking with a cane for eight to ten months. So on Wednesday, I went and got myself an oak cane and a top hat. If I have to use a cane, it’s going to look good, and I might as well go out in style.
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