My own self

They're blocking messages with "www.youtube.com" in them. How hilariously sad isn't that?

http://obdormio.com/2007/09/17/what-im-doing-instead-of-blogging

And yes. This is a debate about the quality of digital drawings of pigs.







Those of you who may have thought I didn't have a life, EAT YOUR WORDS. (Or, well, thoughts. I guess that could be tricky, though. Er, eat your brains?) It is pretty selfevident that only someone with a life can get in a situation that random.

Olaf is quoting my latest LE-strip in his MSN subnick:

"Kan me gå rundt så eg får sjå vovsen?"
"Can't we go around so I get a look at the doggie?"

"If you die without suffering, you haven't deserved death."
- Orcish Credo

"Suffering? Aye, one once was told of such concepts. 'Tis when the cost-effectiveness of living goes down, is it not?"
- Tjohn Grumkarv, First Merchant of The Gnomen City of Sezth, son of The Revered Fohmas Grekling

"Life is pain, my poor friend."
- Anonymous Elf, probably of French descent

"Suffering is to the living like cold to the stars."
- Centaurian proverb

" 'To suffer'? There is no word for this in the Goblin tongue. Closest equivalent would be 'lehrben', 'to live'."
- Master Scholar Timothy Merenville, Senior Librarian of the Imperial Archives of Nopas

"If you suffer alone, get company"
- Dwarven Saying/Drinking Game


(Inspiration fo this post was an MSN-conversation with Obdormio on the subject of DiceWars, thanks dude.)

This time, by an old web-acquaintance of mine named Siri, in, you guessed it, her MSN subnick.

What she quotes:

Siri: "Men David var heit!"
("But David [Boreanaz, on "Bones"] was hot!")
Me: "Så fint for han, etter fem år på "Angel" utan kroppstemperatur."
("How nice for him, after five years on "Angel" without body-heat.")

Thanks, Siri, sweet of you.

...and now I'm quoted in his MSN-subnick, which I noticed by first going "hah, that's funny" and then going "what, wait, didn't I say that sometime?"

"Ah, fickle is the OP, and quickly he forgets about his webpages of yore and bounds for new, fresher URLs. :\"

(Yay me, I'm so witty I come back and make myself grin almost eight months later.)

Or, hopefully, anyway. I'm not handing out guarantees.

Is this post late, you say? Is this not in keeping with the fine standard I set last year? And what about the Prime Minister Speech Review? Didn't do that one this year, either. Nor did I do the review of the King's Speech which I wanted to do to make up for last year.

Fear not, gentle reader.


Oh, and fear not, violent readers, I hadn't forgotten you, either, I'm just favorizing my gentle one.


Anyway, fear not.


'Cause I've got me some explanations.

I was at my grandfather's this New Year's Eve and Day. So, no internet. Zap. Zilch. Nil. Nada. Splonge. Bupkiss. Bippers. I might have made up some of those words. No net, though. Net-depravement is big around those parts.

He lives in a valley so secluded you had to transport your cars there by boat 'til 1989 'cause there were no roads.

Anywho.

No net, no immediate ability to Report On My Thoughts and such. Also, I've been busy. Busybusybusy. As in the kind of state where you're, you guessed it, busy. (Good guess, by the way, were you peeking ahead?) I've had other stuff on my mind. Plus, this whole (non-)blog-thing isn't as new and fancy and interesting now as it was a year ago. Then again that's life. ("That's liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife! That's what all the people saaaaay." That commercial has killed my taste in music)

The Prime Minister's Speech, that one I would have done a post on. Had I fracking watched it. I just caught the last five minutes. Probably a blessing in disguise, it's not like they ever say anything new. I caught the King's Speech, though, naturally, I'd be a poor sod of a monarchist if I didn't catch the one time throughout a year the King actually speaks directly to the people. But it's been so long since, now, I can't remember enough of it to comment properly. It was the same old same old with the thematic twist of the year, as usual, but I liked it. It dealt a lot with xenophobia and common decency and that kind of thing. Very humane. Sappy, but that's the point, I guess. Kudos to Harald and his speechwriter(s?).

Just for the record, though, I caught the national anthem after both speeches, and the King's song before his speech, and I rose and stood through all three. I might be a closet nationalist. I might just like the song. Or I might just think it's plain cool to revere something which is purely symbolic.

So, the year. Interesting thing, the year. It's a natural cycle. It's not man-made, like the second or the hour or the century or the millenia. There actually would be such a thing as a year even if we hadn't made up a name for it.

Sorry, I digress. I meant "the PAST year", not years in general, and by believing that was obvious, I seem to have misled myself, 'cause apparently, it wasn't. I need to stop taking everything I write literally.

So, the past year. Well, it's past. And it was a very good one. For me, anyway. They hung Saddam, though. Doesn't seem like the kind of thing you can do. I mean, he's even in the South Park-movie. He's like Cæsar; you just can't picture the guy die. Sure, he's a swine, but even so. He's like an icon. Doesn't ring right, his being dead. Like you kind of can't really believe it. It's scary, that, realizing how frail human life is even when you're the world's possibly best known genocidal maniac. If HE can die, everybody can die. He didn't lose his cool, though. Kudos to him. I'm generally opposed to execution as a form of penalty - I figure that nobody can really know what it entails without having died themselves first - and I kind of think imprisonment for life is the worse sentence anyway. Apparently, though, the Iraqi government was clear on this being to spare the people of him, not to punish him, so, that's a moot point. I just can't quite wrap my mind around his being gone. Even though the world is probably a slightly better place for it.

Other people I have never known, met or really wanted to meet have died this past year, too. The only ones of them to make an impression on me, though, were a couple of actors and the like. Right now I can only remember Sverre Holm and Peter Boyle. Thanks, guys. You've made me laugh.

So, that's the morbid section of this post. Me, I'm good. Good year. Better than good. No major bad occurancies in my immediate family, me included. Good health. Good life, rather good economy. Good getting-my-civic-service-postponed-indefinetely. Good studying. I'm regretting I didn't take an additional course in spring, 'cause one of the two I did take turned out to be far less work than I could have ever dreamed, but still. I re-took an exam in March, and improved my only post-high school grade below B, a D, to a B. One of my prouder moments, that. I had two more exams in June, one in an interesting subject where I got really lucky with the questions on the exam, and one in a dreadfully boring subject where I wrote my bachelor's assignment and somehow did extremely well without having read more than 10% of the curriculum. Summer was nice, but uneventful, maybe. Other than making my webcomic. Of which I'm rather proud, to tell the truth. Otherwise, this summer, I took a short trip with my family like we usually do in summers, and beyond that, I mainly just worked. I'm starting to tire of working where I work in vacations and weekends where I'm home. I'm starting to grow more comfortable there, yes, with the people there and the assigments there and so on, but I'm tiring of it. It's so dreadfully boring. Anyway, on to the autumn, where I took three *very* interesting courses, making for my academically most interesting term since spring 2005, and the two I've learned the results of yet turned out really well, too. January 17th will prove whether or not the third one followed suit. I have hopes. ("He's got HIIIIGH hopes. He's got. HIIIIGH hopes. He's got high apple pie in the sky hopes!" I love Goofy) If it does, it'll be pure awesomity. Personally, too, it's been a great year. I'm very lucky, I have a very easy life and no major worries, never really did have. I hope it'll last a long while yet. I've grown more social, too. This spring, I kind of regressed, I didn't share courses with anyone I know and I didn't really make much contact with the ones I knew outside my courses from before. Right before summer, though, it changed, and I made an effort to keep it up the first few weeks this fall, and voilà, it held. Suddenly, I find myself socializing almost one day or so every week. It's crazy. Nice people, too. Not a lot of people, but very nice people. Obviously. I'm way too picky to keep up seeing people I don't think are very nice. And I incresingly realize, I know a lot of very nice people online, too. You know who you are, but thank you for making my year that much better for having chatted with you and listened to me. So, great year. And in the humble beginnings of October, it got even better. Sure made me glad I don't keep this weblog in Norwegian.

I hope next year will be as good. Or possibly even better. I've signed up for some courses in Latin on top of my full-time studying history, so academically, it's suicide, but I'm hoping it will be a good year even so. This far, it's looking pretty promising.

To all of you out there reading this, happy new year. I wish you all the best. And thank you for all you've done for me in the old one. ^^ Keep flyin', people. I implore you. As does Mal.

Oh, and if any one of you tries making jokes on how late this post is, there will be fatal beatings administered.

This strip of "Åge-Teodor" has been quoted by the guy I still think of as "RoadKill" (his username on a long-since gone message board) in his MSN-subnick! The quote is "Eg har IQ som ei middels stor grankongle og fortener ikkje betre enn dette", translating to something like "I have the IQ of a medium sized spruce cone and do not deserve better than this."


Thanks for quotin', Tophus!

Terje is quoting me in his subnick saying "Eg liker å snakke om meg sjølv, eg". Totally out of context of course, but hey. ("Me, I like to talk about myself")

Obdormio says:
woah
Obdormio says:
Littlefinger!
Obdormio says:
!!!
Obdormio says:
the fiend!
Obdormio says:
the bastard!
Obdormio says:
the bloody brilliant genius bastard!

Me: "Kvadruppelpost! DAMN, eg liker dette forumet."
SAU: "...fordi du er enehersker og kan gjøre som du vil?"
Me: "Fordi eg er eineherskar og ALLE kan gjere som eg vil."

Quoted by Obdorimo in his MSN subnick.

(Me: "Quadruple posting! DAMN, I like this forum."
SAU: "...because you're its supreme ruler and can do whatever you want?"
Me: "Because I'm its supreme ruler and EVERYBODY can do whatever I want.")

"I never thought to say this, but DAMN! I'M SURROUNDED BY QUALITY! I can't get anything done! X( Kvifor kunne ikkje tv sendt meir seriar ala Sunset Beach og bordet mitt ha fleire kioskromaner og mindre Erikson?!"

(the Norwegian part meaning "Why couldn't there be more series like "Sunset Beach" on the telly and more pulp fiction and less Erikson on my table?!")


Obdormio quotes the "DAMN! I'm SURROUNDED BY QUALITY"-part in his subnick. Yay!

I'm quoting Terje in my MSN subnick these days - "the monologues are at least 95% of the dying experience" - but that's only fair, as he's quoting me.

In a rambling monologue on how being annoying was more important than being lazy, which only came in as a close second, I ended up writing this:
JOIN THE ROMAN LEGION! SEE THE WORLD! CONQUER CITIES! GET RICH! BE ANNOYING! LIVE THE ADVENTURE!

which he is now quoting. Yay.

This time, it's the guy I think of as RoadKill (as that was his nick back when I got to know him) who has been kind enough to quote a line my protagonist utters in this and this comic strip (they occurs simultaneously):

"Forbered deg på å møte ein ublid skjebne, di skitne elgpølse!"

Meaning:

"Prepare for your nasty fate, you dirty moose-sausage!"

Or somesuch.

Thank you, RoadKill! :D

Grieving Badger says:
Death Knell, here I come
Grieving Badger says:
whatever "knell" is
Obdormio says:
http://dictionary.reference.com/wordoftheday/archive/1999/06/04.html
Grieving Badger says:
so, like "bell", only not "weee, bell!" but more like "nooo, bell!"
Obdormio says:
XD


Thus, Obdormio's new MSN subnick was born! Booh-yeah!

Obdormio, this time, in his MSN subnick:

"Eg er vorten BERØVA!"

The quote is of my main character in my webcomic in strip 35, and translates to something like "I'm BEREFT of my belongings!"