Operation Moderation

I am back from my nice trip to Larvik. Nice and sunny, two hours from Oslo (That's the capital of Norway.)

I was at a friend's cottage. Basically, I'm attending this international camp in December/January and the four of us from the Norwegian delegation basically met up there at (or, actually outside of) Larvik.

Over there we... um... did... stuff. Wait, that just sounds kinda wrong. So just to clarify : "stuff" can be watching a movie, eat, go for a swim, be outside, etc.

Okay, the water was real cold. But otherwise, it was really cool.



And lately, the number 1337 has been haunting me. That's probably because I am 1337. by the way, 1337 is gamer language for "elite", pronounced "leet" (Each of the numbers correspond to a letter of similar appearance). I've been seeing it everywhere. If i take a look at my watch around midday, It'll probably say 13:37 (European clock system. A day does have twenty-four hours. Get over it.).

42 can go home and sit in a corner. The age of 1337 is upon us .