Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Hi, I'm Pernille and I'm...

... about to admit something sick and twisted to you. So far, I think my blog has steered well clear of the confessional genre. I've always thought that while I find these blogs highly entertaining, sometimes, the idea of sharing the ins and outs (pun intended) of my life with the world, it just doesn't appeal to me.
But there comes a time in every girl's life when she does something so violently shameful that she has to share it with world in the hope that there is someone that will set her straight. A cry for help, if you will. So here it goes, my confession is as follows;
I'm excited about tonight's Champion's League final.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Latin American night at The Quiet Fights

I know this is rather mean to the alpaca, but still...

(via Glampyre)

Imagine knitting with yarn made of Ronaldinho's hair, though. Brrr...

Monday, May 08, 2006

And the birds in the garden, they all started singing

I woke up in a pretty crappy mood today, but then I went out to take out the trash and I was met by all these flowers and things, it was very pretty. Like this? Well, a girl can't stay cranky forever, can she? So right now I'm listening to Lamb which feels very summery.

Also, see this. Any Dane would know that spring isn't official until the beech has leaves and any kid knows that these leaves are edible, however, does anyone know of a salad recipe that actually incorporates the leaves? Just curious...
And did you know (I didn't till last Friday, so bear with me) that the way you can recognize an original Danish tree is that they all have monosyllabic names, as in eg, ask, bøg, el, etc. (ahorn/maple used to be known as ær). Useless fact of the day, now I'll go get my laundry.

Sunday, May 07, 2006

100, v. 2.0

A lot of the stuff on this list was just no true these days, so I thought I'd better update it.

1. I feel a bit like Renton in Trainspotting-sequel Porno; I couldn’t care less about the winners of football-matches, but I like when Manchester United and Brøndby lose.

2. And I cannot watch an entire match without becoming excruciatingly restless.

3. I think football-shirts on girls should take lust’s place as one of the 7 deadly sins.
I don't like football shirts, except the vintage style ones made out of cotton. However, the new ones are made of polyester and polyester=white trash.

4. Shorts are a privilege you earn when you join the ranks of civilised people and start shaving your legs.

5. I don’t like boy children…

6. … Or girl children if there are a lot of them.

7. I don’t like bands from Danish city Aarhus.
I think I might like Figurines a tad. But not enough to buy a record.

8. And I have a particularly hard time taking the dialect of that city seriously
Well, come on, who bloody wouldn't?

9. I’m fascinated by moustaches because it’s one of the few things that look equally good on men and women.
Aw, man, that's still so true!

10. I don’t like Mars bars.

11. Or peanuts.

12. But I like Snickers.

13. I can throw a brick exactly far enough to not have it hit my own feet.

14. I often wonder where my ability to sleep anywhere went.

15. Especially at festivals.

16. I’ve been a vegetarian since I was 16.
I was a vegetarian from when I was 16 till 22.

17. And, no, I don’t eat fish.
I do, actually. I don't like it as much as I used to, though.

18. Or chicken.
I don't like drumsticks

19. Or Bassett’s wine gums.
I really like Bassett's wine gums. Especially the sour ones!

20. But I do wear leather shoes.

21. I’m sometimes afraid that I’ve listened far too much to music and lyrics written by men.
Still wondering about this one.

22. And not learned a thing because they are no less strange now than when I was 10.
Possibly even weirder, actually.

23. Not that that’s necessarily a bad thing.
But sometimes it is.

24. My favourite painkiller-brand is called Syndol and sadly you can’t buy them in Denmark.

25. I’m not afraid of heights, but jumping down from things scares the living daylights out of me.

26. I’m disappointed every time I see a shoe that at first glance looks really nice, but at a closer look has a heel made of wood, plastic or, even worse, metal.

27. And I am convinced that the kitten heel is the devil spawn of a meeting between the shoe industry and cobblers.

28. Men come and go – Chanel slingbacks are forever.

29. Now all I need is to be able to afford a pair.

30. I think Bottom is funnier than Young Ones, but for some reason it’s Young Ones that I have on video.

31. That Friends has had its last season is so about time!
Now, if someone could just finish Joey as well, that would be nice.

32. I wish TV would stop advertising for medicine against foot fungus.
And medicine against diorrhea and erectile dysfunction.

33. I also wish that I was better at being cold in French.

34. Can you say that in English? It’s when you go outside in minus 5 centigrade wearing a dress and stockings and no-one can tell that you’re actually freezing your arse off.

35. I’m slightly worried when I meet former friends and they’ve decided to become witches and to go see English druids.
It's been a while since it happened last, though.

36. It’s not that they’re not nice persons and all, I just don’t get them.

37. I don’t get religion in general.

38. I’m really annoyed that I can’t understand what Serge Gainsbourg sings in Je T’aime, Moi Non Plus because it doesn’t really seem to be a song with too complicated a message?

39. I wish I had a middle name, but I can’t think of anything good.

40. Sometimes I think that the only thing standing between me and a future as a cat lady, who wears her housecoat outside, is the fact that I don’t have a cat.

41. So I’m pretty afraid to get one.

42. I’m just afraid of dogs, period.

43. However, if I did get a cat, I would call it Krupskaya and thus be naming it after Lenin’s wife.

44. If you ask me, sheep and ducks are the funniest animals in the world.

45. And maybe penguins.

46. I have a brother and a sister.

47. Both are younger than me.

48. I think that because I’m the older one, I should get special privileges, but mostly, people laugh at this assumption.

49. My brother finds it particularly funny and thinks this is okay, just because he is much bigger than me.

50. I’m not too good at keeping my surroundings tidy.

51. And I’m even worse at looking for things, even when I’ve cleaned up my room.

52. My favourite quote is “If I can’t dance, it’s not my revolution”.

53. Although Emma Goldman apparently hasn’t said it all.

54. In this case, it doesn’t matter that I’m terrible dancer, it’s just important to know that I wanted to, I could.

55. When I get old, I want to have my hair long.

56. And do it up in a chignon, ‘f course.

57. When I get that old, maybe I’ll have a driver’s license too.

58. But this is purely theoretical.

59. I was born on the 27th of July 1982.

60. Here, this day is in the middle of the hottest days of the year, but on a ten year average, it’s the coldest of these days.

61. I don’t think it’s my fault, but you never really know, do you?

62. I find it very sad that you can no longer buy Pernille-chocolate in Danish shops.
But now that they gave it a comeback, it was just a bit disappointing. Especially because you can't get the nutty version.

63. I don’t miss the dark version called Senator, though, that was just gross.

64. I was a really pretty baby.

65. Not that it’s helping me now.

66. I was born with black hair, then turned blonde, then a darker blonde and right now I’m pretty ginger.

67. The ginger is dyed, though.

68. My eyes, too, have a variety of colours.

69. A bit like David Bowie has it, but with the brown and blue mixed together in the both eyes. The same, but different.

70. I swear too much.

71. Or maybe I just have too much to swear at. I haven’t quite decided yet.
Actually, I have decided on this one. I recently found out that I swear more when I'm in a good mood than if I'm feeling depressed, so it's just that I swear too much. Bollocks.

72. I like knitting, but I have yet to make anything I actually want to wear.
I like knitting.

73. I’m good at baking, especially cakes.

74. Some people would also say that I was good at cooking.

75. And people who don’t like vegetables or garlic would very much beg to differ.

76. I’m allergic to some kinds of perfume. Not all kinds; e.g. I’m fine with CKbe, but CKone makes me itch.

77. I just don’t want to wear CKbe.

78. I like gadgets.

79. But I very rarely buy any.

80. I don’t think I buy that many things, really, but my money tend to disappear into thin air anyway.

81. My parents took me to my first concert when I was three.

82. I seem to remember that the band had a toilet on stage.

83. But then I also claim that we had dandelions growing on our bathroom floor, something my mother denies.

84. My favourite toys were a wooden train and my Lego.

85. I wasn’t allowed to have Barbie dolls until I was 5; my mother thought it was a woman oppressing toy.

86. She was right, but don’t tell her that.

87. For a long time I wasn’t allowed sugar either. Damned hippy parents.

88. The first book I read by myself was Ronia, the Robber’s Daughter. I wanted to be her from I was 7 till I was 10.

89. The first record I bought with my own money was No Need to Argue by The Cranberries.

90. If it’s okay to compare books and records, I still think Ronia is a lot better.

91. I fell asleep clutching a teddy bear for so long that I have a very hard time sleeping without holding my duvet.

92. As a consequence, I always wake up with cold, cold arms.

93. My favourite spectator sport is figure skating.

94. Mostly because the commentators always speak with a lisp. It’s funny.

95. I like white flowers.

96. And succulents.

97. But I don’t like red roses. They’re tacky and overexposed.

98. Don’t trust people who say that smoking isn’t cool. It is.

99. It also gives you wrinkles, though, so I quit.

100. I never thought I’d get here. But yay me.

Friday, May 05, 2006

Definitely not a googlewhack

If you can read Danish then this is one of the funnniest book reviews I've read in a long time (if I've actually ever read a book review I would characterize as 'funny').

Thursday, May 04, 2006

I could wrap you up in cotton wool

New shoes and a new Knitty-kitty. I ran out of yarn so she's a poor little legless freak. She's not very pretty either. However, she smells really nice as she's stuffed full of lavender and my mother has agreed to adopt her, so if the kitten needs surgery, it's her that'll have to deal with it.
I also just got my new passport. About time, especially seeing as I was wearing a studded dog collar in the old one and had about two inches of hair. Hopefully, this should keep the passport-checking people at the airport from looking at the picture, looking at me, looking at the picture and then looking at me again only to make some inane comment about my style hange. Oh well - summer's here!!