After accusing
Loki Aesir for copycatism, I found out that making a blog similar to his "non-blog" (

), even written in the same language, was a
splendid idea. So then I set out on this beautiful journey, including monsters (password-forgetting), maidens (password-resetting), and the occasional Not-So-Maiden (being the other things that might hurt my flimsy my focus). But then I'm here, ready to inroduce myself, as no-one reading this would have heard anything of me before, and they would not know me at all.
Really.
I'm a sixteen year old boy, born in Japan, lives in Norway. My home address is in Stavanger, one of the biggest cities in this country (which makes it, like, the third-smallest city in Europe). But that is not where you will find me most of the time. I usually spend my time at Kvitsund Gymnas, a upper secondary boarding school. There I am because I generally don't like Stavanger, and Stavanger doesn't like me. I'm rather fond of books, the internet, board games, and video games (I have this Nintendo-fetish). I'm also quite a self-centered person, something I almost had to be after three years in a school where close to no one liked me. Else I'd been psychologically flat. Which is another reason for me to make this blog, as I then can write about myself without too many people complaining. I generally find myself confusing and contradictional. There will maybe more about this later.
My favorite book series is A Song of Ice and Fire (which might or might not be what this blog will be about)by George R. R. Martin. I might write something about this one in the future. My favorite board game is Memoir '44, a light wargame where you control either the Axis or the Allies in a series of battles in WWII, mostly in northern France, but expansions has brought the fighting to northern Africa and Russia and Italy and many other places. I'll probably not write very much about this, as the only one I know who is willing to play it with me is my father, and I see him like, three months yearly (not contiously).
My nick is something rather random. When i choose nicknames on the internet, I have had a tendency choosing something affiliated with sheep, and then I thought, "Why not slay them?"
And by now you may wonder about the title of this blog. "Høtt" is a word used in western Telemark (where my school is), and it means "what". I've grown rather fond of this word, and in some half-inspiration from
this blog i assumed that it could make a nice title.
Other than that, be sure to visit my Photo Album. There is a chance that you could find it mildly interesting and entertaining.