Hope Rides Alone

“To create a machine to bring freedom, to create a man to save the world!”

Changed the colour of my keyboard again.

Isn’t it very pretty? :D

Today has been a pretty damn annoying day! Let me walk you through it, step by step!

Woke up around 10, good time to get up, get dressed, and head towards the subway to get to university. My exams started at 12, so yeah, sauntered along at a relaxed pace. So far so good!

Get to the place, find the room, get the exam papers. First page, good good, all stuff I more or less expected. Second page, yus, mostly things I know. Third page… WAT? More or less EXACTLY the few things I DIDN’T know! I swear, that last page had every single goddamn thing I hadn’t had time to properly revise!

Worked through it, no idea how much of it I got right, wrote down some stuff I knew was horribly wrong and slapped on a giant :D at the end, maybe I’ll get points for humour… :(

Got out of the room, walked towards the subway to get back to the appartment. At the subway I get stopped by a big ass policeman and his slightly more feminine woman partner. I get ready to kick their butts, but they tell me that there has been smoke and shit over at the next stop, so the subways don’t go in my direction right now. So I decide to tell them to fucking carry me home, but then I remember the trams, and decide to ride a tram instead! Because trams are pretty cool guy.


Some music to break up the text. :3

Like a merry midget (one that isn’t as much a midget as a not-midget, and not quite as much merry as gloomy) I skip along towards the closest tram stop, and get on a tram that’s headed in the general direction of my appartment. The tram, of course, had other ideas. More or less 100m down the street, it goes BEEEPLOL and stops. Seems there’s a problem with the power network for the trams. Driver guy says it’ll probably be about 15 mins, but I’m tired and annoyed so I decide to sit around and wait.

Fifteen minutes goes, slowly. Nothing happens. Another fifteen. About this point I’m more or less ready to take the damn tram and toss it at the nearest hobo, so I get out of the bloody thing and start walking. As I evidentally should’ve done from the start.

It’s windy as hell, and I don’t have my scarf, as I intended to take the GODDAMN SUBWAY back home. Now, those of you who know your way around Oslo know that from the city centre to Majorstuen (where I live) it’s more or less up-hills all the way. By the time I get to the appartment, get the keys to the car, and leave the parking lot I’m cold, tired, in the middle of rush hour and have a headache growing faster than the impending doom of everyone within reach. STONKING GREAT, EH MATE?

By the time I got home (four hours later than planned) I was so exhausted that I sat down on my arse and builded some lego with a rat.

YES, RAT. AND LEGO. FUCKING LEGO. It’s awesome, seriously, I used to do it all the time when I was a small little satan, and my lil sis (who inherited all of my lego) had decided to dump it all on her bedroom floor. So I sat down, and builded me some darn lego-awesomeness. Pictures below!


THE AWESOME DESTROYER UBERMACHINE OF DOOM!!!!!


FUCK YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
(Couldn’t be bothered to find his hands, not my problem, really.)


My lil sis’ pet rat, I think she’s named Molly, but I’m not quite sure. The rat, that is. Not my sister.

I love the old-man voice used for Thomas Light in this song…

Oh, and I love that band. The Protomen. Did i ever tell you that? I think I told you. Maybe a few thousand times. I’ll tell you again! I love The Protomen. They’re epic. Very good, ya? Love them.

Currently listening to: The Protomen – The Good Doctor

3 Responses to “Hope Rides Alone”

  1. Shaun Says:

    Man, i used to be a lego god, good times.
    and… who the hell gets a pet rat anyway?
    i like that your “AWESOME DESTROYER UBERMACHINE OF DOOM!!!!!” has a horse gazing outward on the back, useful, in my opinion.

  2. Felix Says:

    Do you want to see my lego truck?

  3. Linnéa Says:

    Rottttttttttttttee <3

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