Norway is back.

Norway, and more specifically, Trondheim is back in my life. Clouded, rain, 5 degrees Celcius. Lighter in the afternoon. The clouds are lighter. Sunrise at 0955. Sunset at 1458. Icy roads. Need coffee. Frozen pizza. Internet. Nick Cave. Björk.

Have been talking to all those people I would chat with if I met them in the halls, but never stayed in contact with. A frighteningly large amount of people have spent more than 3 years on their bachelor. Conversations often start with "Why are youstill here?"

First day at HiST was Matematiske Metoder 3 and Bedriftsetablering. I managed to lose my gloves 3 times. Found them again though. I need those strings that little children have, to attach them to the jacket or something.

Now I have a bike. With a lock, screens to keep the water in the streets from ending up in my ass, front lights and rear lights. Front lights cost, for some reason, NOK10 more than the tail lights. Biking is scary. I have lost my fearlessness, the ability to stare Death in the eye on icy roads. I have bought a helmet. I'm getting old. There is a time between when your mother tells you to wear the helmet until you start using it yourself without anyone telling you to. Surprisingly, a lot of people survive this period. I have so far invested 209,000.- in my head and the brain in it, I'd like to keep it.

I need to find out when and where the lectures for my "European Studies I" are. And stuff like letting them know I'm here, and getting an internet account. The truth is I'm studying just to get internet space.

Manic Street Preachers, Anja Garbarek and repitition of maths. I haven't really been doing any of this in a long time.

Tomorrow I'll head up to our landlord and plant my wireless accesspoint. Hopefully that will give us a nice internet connection. The dude up there has a 1.7Mb/sec connection. We probably could have got one ourself without paying too much money. But the Broadband Industry in Norway is so full of themselves, so we'd have to way for forever to get the connection. It's so much easier to split his, since it's already there. No waiting, no hassle. We'll have to see about the hassle though. There's always hassle.

Have a look at some pictures from... well, from my place really.