One Norwegian Alaskan in Madison.


Norwegian Phrase of the Week:

Damn! My tongue is frozen to the pole.

Forbann! Min tunge frosset til sken.


In (clean) bowl combine:

1 layer miniscule dregs from bag of white corn tortilla chips
1 hand-sized portion turkey deliciousness, chopped
7 ...or 8 slices pepperoni, chopped
1 free tomato, diced...or chopped
1 leftover container feta cheese
1 liberal heap shredded mozzarella, also leftover
3 leaves fresh basil...chopped
1 spoonful sun-dried tomatoes, chopped
1 pouch mysterious "organic caesar dressing"

Heat 1 min on "nuke"

Serve hot with cup of peppermint tea, long since cooled and dosed with sugar

Feeds one desperately hungry girl


Vee are Masterchefs, bam! No, really.

Whenever we get together to cook, we end up going all out and creating something fabulous. I know I don't have the drive to do this when I'm cooking just for myself, but something happens when we combine our powers, and shazaam! Iron Chef!

Tonight it's homemade pizza, starting with crust made with extra garlic, herbs, and the herbed oil from a jar of sundried tomatoes. We wanted to make both veggie and meat pizzas, so once we split the dough, we put sauce on one side and herbed olive oil on the other for both types. Mozzarella, feta, pepperoni, turkey (which we roasted and deboned the other day), bell peppers, olives, artichoke hearts, sundried tomatoes, juicy tomatoes...they all went on, in varying combinations.

Dear god, I'm looking forward to this more than Mr. Parker at a snakeskin boot convention.


Ack! Saralita and Rachel came back from Second Ascent this afternoon with cheap (but quality) climbing shoes. I'm going tomorrow. Okay, I know I've only climbed a few times in my life, but each time I had a blast (which would have been more explosive had I been wearing real climbing shoes, see?)

The plan is as follows:
1. Wake up...and get up...
2. Convince everyone else they have to get up too
3. Drive over to Ballard and go running around Green Lake
4. Accidentally happen upon Second Ascent just around opening time
5. Make it back in time for class...or work...or sleep...

Oh yeah, and I got to 50 today. Captain Planet, eat your heart out.


Make that 46.

I rule.


The Space Maze Race is on!

I just scored an all-time high of...38!

Take that, Captain Planet! Heeyah! I will rule you all one day.

P.S. I did good on my bio test, too. I am inveenceeble!


Mmm. The Vlasic Zesty Dill is a fine pickle, indeed.

My three accomplices/housemates and I (right, Saralita?) are going to run in Bloomsday on the 2nd (7.5 mi of fun!), so it's time to pick a theme! Should we be the cardinal directions (I've unanimously been appointed "North"...)? The four humors? Captain Planet, minus Heart? We need inspiration, people!


Dear Guy Who Left The Seat Up,

If I discover your identity, I'm gonna get you too.
You'd better fucking watch it.

The Girl Who Found Out The Hard Way


I was already an hour or two late for a bike ride to Alki Beach when I saw the Space Maze sitting there in the dish section. Have I mentioned how I love Value Village? This one specifically. It's a mere five blocks away, and its location on Capitol Hill ensures that all three floors will never lack for something I didn't know I needed.

Case in point: one Space Maze ($4) now occupies the focal position in our living room. You may know this sweet contraption better as the Labyrinth. We had one just like this when I was a kid, and in my old age I've grown fond of reaquiring such relics. :P

Being as we were in a thrift store, neither my friend Katie nor I could locate the ball bearing needed, so we decided to cut our losses and grab some late-afternoon pizza at Piecora's. You never know where you'll find that next ball bearing. We'd ravished the breadsticks and a veggie half-pie before clearing some space and pulling out the Space Maze (let's be honest - it never would have made it home in the bag). We knew we couldn't actually play it...we just wanted to admire it.

It seemed a bit off-kilter just sitting there, but the knobs worked fine and it was well-balanced after all. We were in the middle of this when the waiter walked by.

"Those are so cool! I give them to my grandkids each Christmas!"
*random noises of agreement and surprise from our direction*
"No balls, huh?"
*mumble...Value Village...ramble*
"Hold on. I'll be back in a sec."

He returned with not one, but two ball bearings. They were different sizes, and weren't really even the same color, but that just upped the odds that one would work out. We spent the next half hour amusing ourselves - and the waiters - with this contraption. Every pizza place should invest in one. We called it quits when we moved from playing with the balls in the maze to playing with the balls on the table top.

Where was the generous waiter? No where to be found. That's why his balls are now resting on my coffee table.


must...escape...sugar coma...

perhaps this mini Reese's Peanut Butter Cup's alternate sugar type will counteract that which I've already ingested...

Damn you, Easter Bunny!


1: grab the book nearest to you. turn to page 18, find line 4. write down here what it says: "The neighbor snapped at me insultingly, 'Your own father, you poor thing.'" Direct from "Paradise of the Blind", a really interesting Vietnamese novel for my Asian Families course.
2: stretch your left arm out as far as you can. what do you touch first?: A handful of air halfway to the closet door. That's the one with the wine stains still on it. Bill sits in front of it and cries sometimes.
3: what is the last thing you watched on TV?: Benny and Joon, my new favorite movie! Jonny Depp is muy bien, como siempre.
4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is: 5:15 pm
5: now look at the clock, what is the actual time?: 5:03 pm. Damn, I'm almost good.
6: with the exception of the computer, what can you hear?: the fridge/endtable shaking as it turns off. it makes the plant with the tips chewed off shake too.
7: when did you last step outside? what were you doing?: when I went to drop some mail in Sarah's box next door, because the mailman got confused. Fer serious, there's only three Sarahs altogether between her apartment and ours. Not confusing in the slightest!
8: before you came to this website, what did you look at?: the approximately 118 messages left on my IM by Tovin while I was away house sitting. Damn you, Tovin! *shakes fist*
9: what are you wearing?: My favorite jeans, a tank top, and my black fleece jacket, como siempre. Perhaps I should vary my wardrobe someday. No, you say?
10: did you dream last night? what about?: I did, and the little bit of it I can remember involved a prolonged fight scene between me and someone unknown. I woke up for a few and remember thinking how odd it was that I was completely relaxed. I was actually curious why my muscles weren't tensed. Then I fell back into the dream, and it's all hazy from there on.
11: when did you last laugh? why?: This morning as the bikers went by (see #13). The one at the tail of the pack straggled behind, and had a brightly-colored striped blanket on his bike. He reminded me of the runt of a litter.
12: what is on the walls of the room you are in?: Some pictures by Da Vinci, a few posters of the Earth, a framed xerox of Saralita, some glow-in-the-dark stars, origami cranes, some maps...
13: seen anything weird lately?: Yeah...a pack of 40 bikers riding past as I waited to cross 8th Ave NW to the bus stop. What the hell were they doing in Ballard?
14: what do you think of this quiz?: It's like a real post, but only requires half the thought!
15: what is the last film you saw?: Benny and Joon. Hilariously excellent.
16: if you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?: another $1.25 sandwich from that one shop on 12th and Jackson in the I-D. So delicious!
17: tell me something about you that I don't know: If I could only press rewind...I want to come to the point where I will say everything and anything, knowing that the wrong eyes will read it, and put it down nonetheless. I'm not there yet.
18: if you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?: Free higher education. It needs to be freed.
19: do you like to dance?: Hehe. By myself to the radio, always. With other people, yikes.
20: George Bush: bemuses me.
21: imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?: Lauren?
22: imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?: hmm... Pablo Fernando Calvo?
23: would you ever consider living abroad?: I did for a few weeks, and I'd go back for another visit, but I couldn't imagine living in Ghana for an extended period of time. Maybe Norway, or New Zealand. Other countries starting with N? Nepal...err, nope.
24: will you pass on this survey?: No! I foresee you having to copy and paste it yourself.

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