I haven't written once since getting the new laptop (a thirteen-inch Macbook, very shiny and pristine (I'm not among the mac owners who describe their computers as "sexy", there should be limits to anthropomorphising)), mostly because it's been too hot and I'm not being paid to sit in front of a computer any more. Also now it's getting to be a negative spiral where I keep thinking of things to share with the internet at large, like "I wonder what all my zombie dreams symbolise, considering I'm only vaguely interested in zombies when I'm awake", or "I found those earrings that look like tacky music award trophies in earring form, and I have a superstition that they bring success when I wear them, but they do look quite odd", or "why does this computer emit a tinnitus-type sound when I have earphones in without listening to anything, as if to say 'LIFE IS SHORT, PUT SOME MUSIC ON'", and then not posting them.
In short, though, I'm in Trondheim and very very glad of it. I'm working at the nursing library and pretty glad of that; the sheer nine-to-fiveness appeals to me, plus Karsten's been working there for the past week (not to mention Ellen) and we've been able to do swivel chair dancing to the TIng Tings. I like the heat when it's hot and the rain when it's raining. The immediate and distant future is bright and exciting and the present is a bower of delights, excepting the zombie dreams, and I'm off now to buy ingredients for a blueberry pie to take to a cake and beer party tonight. Thank God it's Friday.
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