søndag 10. oktober 2010
Super Heroic Tweets!
lørdag 25. september 2010
Wedding Speech Crashers
"Rachel! Don't marry Ted! Don't marry Teeed! I love you Rachel! Doesn't that count for anything? What about those moments we shared? Didn't those looks count for anything? I LOVE YOUUUUU!!!"
lørdag 4. september 2010
It's alive! IT'S ALIVE!
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So, where are we nowadays?
Still, last time I updated from my real life I brought you the necessary info on the army unit I serve in, so I don't really feel like talking about that now.
In other news I've somewhat recently laid my gorgeous fingers on a Collector's Edition of Blizzard Entertainment's new masterpiece that is StarCraft II, and boy is it awesome. Imagine if a unicorn and a dragon had a baby, and THAT baby learnt Kung Fu, Ninjitsu and paired up with Wolverine to kill the Devil.
Yeah, it's THAT awesome. It's so awesome in fact, that if someone were to kidnap my copy of it, and demand that I in return of getting it back had to beat the crap out of all my friends, I would gladly do so. So, in the event of this happening, you should keep a copy of your own in back up, just in case you need to bribe in into not kicking your ass. I'm just sayin'.
Right now, I haven't got much to say, next week is yet another exercise, which is a military way of saying that I'll be sleep-,dryness-, food- and warmth- deprived for the next five days. Yay me.
Crap, this entry doesn't even have a relevant picture. I'll just google for "relevant picture" and see what comes up.
Yup.
søndag 23. mai 2010
Facebook Group
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torsdag 20. mai 2010
Long Time No Update
... no wait, that was a dream. I guess you aren't.
Oh well, whatever.
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I did promise myself a long time ago that my blog wouldn't be one of those that end after twelve updates, or is regularly inactive for months at a time. At the same time, I promised myself that I wouldn't take this too seriously, just using it to have a bit of fun and push my opinions and thoughts on hapless strangers lost in the labyrinthine passages of the blogosphere. Needless to say, my selves are all in riot for how this is going to work. I'm glad we're all friends. I mean, all my selves.
As many of you know (technically, even if ALL of you knew, you could still hardly be called "many") I've been in the army, doing my required military service. Truth is, while all male Norwegians are supposed to serve at least one year in the armed forces, only a fraction are called in these days. It's a mix of politics and economics.
My initial plan was to update after the end of the recruit period, when we were granted internet access in the barracks, however lousy it was. This would coincide with my 20th birthday, so that would make a great occasion to update.
That did not happen.
It's now been four months of undocumented military service, and a lifeless blog. I say that this must be remedied.
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Without giving too much away, I'll talk a bit about where I serve, and what I do.
This is the emblem of the Norwegian 2nd Battalion, comprised mainly of mechanized infantry. It is, together with the Armoured Battalion and the Telemark Battalion, one of three maneuver units intended for conventional, open warafare. As such, it is considered a part of the speartip of the Norwegian Army.
Training in the 2nd Battalion is intended to be as close to realistic as possible. Soldiers learn not only the basics of individual, squad-, platoon-, company- and battalion-based warfare over the course of a year, but also how to survive in the unforgiving environment that the north of Norway provides. As the battalion has its recruitment period during winter, this is particularly vital. Soldiers of the 2nd Battalion are expected to "survive to fight," not "fight to survive."
The battalion has had several international missions; in the Balkans and in Afghanistan, and has brought much experience from these missions. Moreover, the golden griffin is internationally recognized as being a hallmark of competent and professional soldiers.
The emblem, showing an upright griffin ready strike with a sword, symbolizes the battalion's vigilance and willingness to fight. The griffin itself symbolizes courage, nobility and a whole slew of other things. The motto of the 2nd is; "In hoc signo vinces," roughly meaning; "In this sign you shall be victorious," referring to the griffin and its virtues. The motto is taken from Constantine I the Great, who saw a cross in the sky and heard the same words.
This is the emblem of B Company, one of two mechanized rifle companies within the battalion, and my own unit. The emblem shows a wolverine, which you without doubt know is one of the most ferocious animals there are. Wolverines are known for defending their prey from animals that are much bigger than it, and never back down from a fight. Hence the mottot; "Viker for ingen," which roughly translates to "Yield to none."
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That'll be it for now. I'm sure I'll come up with something smart to say in a few days, but until then, you'll just have to live off of the scraps I give you.
tirsdag 12. januar 2010
'Sup folks?
It's been a while, but to be frank, no one really cares. If you did, you would give me all your money, and you haven't, so you clearly don't. Case solved.
Okaaaaayy... Sooo... It's a new year, andaaah.... how's that working for ya? Hm? A new decade even? Did you think about that? Well, maybe you should.
You illegitimate child.
Well, I know what I did on New Year's Eve. Kicking ass as a conférencier at a local event along with my mate Steffen. Boo-yah. I'm telling you, we rocked so hard they should've invented a time machine so we could have gone back in time and done it on New Year's Eve 2000. Cuz that would've been awesome.
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As some of you know, I'm entering military service in just a couple of days. In this very moment, I'm sitting in my sister's apartment in Oslo, chilling a bit before travelling to Sessvollmoen camp, and the north to Skjold military camp. Boo-yah.
To be fair, I think we all know that this is it. They're probably going to send me off to fight some psycho covert Neo-Soviet general with some utterly insane troops. Sure, I'll kill them easily enough, but at some point you just can't be bothered. I mean, I'll probably just wander off in search of a proper smoothie or something. Not that I really like smoothies... Actually I don't know where that came from. Bloody smoothies. GET OUT OF MY HEAD!
Aaaannyway... I think I'll need to thank my mate Harry for giving me some nice, concrete advices regarding the military service. Kudos. (Which by the way is a Greek word. I'm sure Harry will be happy to tell you that - he's Greek after all. )
Well, that's all. Cheers, cigarettes.
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