Saturday, August 19, 2006

Drugs and grapes! Drugs and grapes!

Before I go to bed (mmmm... bed...), just a thing that I forgot earlier. Does anyone have a recording of Danish band, Moi Caprice's cover version of Bruce Springsteen's Born to Run? I heard it at a show of theirs a couple of years back and after seeing Courteney Cox-Arquette-Whatever in the Dancing in the Dark-video, I just thought of it. I remember it as really good, so if you know where to find it, please let me know.

So you remember now what it takes to make a woman cry

Right, in between eating Prinzen Rolle, a thing I only have a craving for about once a decade (by the way, how wrong is it that they're just called Prince in Denmark? They're Prinzen Rolle! More German than sauerkraut and lederhosen!), looking at my nails, filing my nails, looking at my nails, watching Black Books-dvd's and looking at my nails again, I'm trying to study for an exam I have in a week. I was either ill or lazy or both when the original exam came up and in a stroke of mad genius, I thought that, hey, I could just read all that stuff over the summer. Which I could. But didn't. So now I'm caught in an evil circle of panicking over the amount of reading to be done, telling myself just how big a moron I am for not doing it earlier, and doing all sorts of other things (like this) just to avoid tht nasty feeling and thus reading less and finding ever more reasons to panic, be angry with myself and so on and so on. And of course, there's the eating of biscuits which turns into guilt of not only being a moron, but a fat moron... Oooh, complete and utter lack of confidence, joy of joys...
Anyway, I've finished the Matilda Jane cardigan, although I might end up changing the back ribbon because, although you obviously can't tell from the picture, the back ribbons look sort of funny... I think I like though, even if I might have a slight inclination to think that the top part makes me look somewhat American footballer-y...

And speaking of nothing at all, I just went to the local supermarket, which seems to employ a guy/girl who is just slightly over-enthusiastic about his/her work. Under the headline "THEY'RE HERE!!!" were bamboo sticks for barbecue kebabs and because their produce guy apparently couldn't come 'round before 1PM, the employee had found it necessary to say they of course were "deeply sorry". I mean, come on, deeply sorry is what you are if you accidentally ran over someone's puppy, it's hardly called for when people have to come back in a couple of hours to get that bag of apples...
Anyway, better get back to the studying.

Monday, August 07, 2006

Erm, why don't you buy her flowers?

Wow, then suddenly two weeks has passed since I came home from Angola and where did they go? Well, we did go to Quiçama and it was rather nice. We didn't see the elephants or the palancas, but we did spot some zebras, an ostrich, different kinds of antelopes and, as you can see, a pretty nasty looking cobra. I was pretty happy to be seated in an Unimog when that one came along, I can tell you.
I also, while holding a rather big fear that I'd kill a zebra or otherwise break something, drove a car for the first time (yes, I am 24 years old and I do not have a driver's license. What would I do with it? I also think that if you're somewhat prone to road rage, it's better to be so on a bicycle than behind a ton of steel) and celebrated my 24th birthday prematurely (I wasn't afraid of killing a zebra when I did that, though). My dad and his girlfriend had bought the cake on the left for me and although it got a bit squashed on the rather rough drive to Quiçama, it's probably still one of the prettiest birthday cakes I've had (and pink! Barbie pink!). Alas, it tasted like floury, sugared fish... we left it for the maid, maybe it's a local thing.
The trip home was nowhere near as chaotic as the one going out and just a couple of days after I returned, my mother, her sister and their kids came round for my real birthday the 27th. I couldn't really figure out whether I'd been a good girl or not - supposedly the sunshine means that I had, but when it means heat that makes you uncomfortable, I'm not as sure. Also, I baked for the party, amongst others a cherry pie - try rolling out shortcrust pastry in 30 degrees Celsius, it can't be f***ing done! The party was good fun, though, but then it's hard to mess up when you have the sane part of your family, good friends, mojitos (Shirley Temples for the kids) and 4 different kinds of cake that all turned out rather well.
After my aunt and her kids left, my mother and sister stuck around for a few days more, one of which Frederikke and I spent at the Experimentarium and it was actually pretty good fun to spend a day playing around with soap bubbles, taking your own blood pressure, trying to explain the three-body-problem to a ten-year-old (and yourself) and posing for silly pictures in the mirror cabinet.
People say we actually look a bit like each other, by the way. What do you think it is? The eyebrows? The height of our pony tails? I dunno...
And to just bring you entirely up to date, I've spent the last days in a sort of hausfrau-frenzy, doing the things on picture below; re-doing my chairs, baking bread and making gazpacho, baking coffee-biscuits (and notice the P-stamp on those - they're Pernille-biscuits! Snazzy, no?) and sewing a needle holder - now I just need more knitting needles (although, to be fair, some of them are situated in some current works in progress), and also washing, ironing and hoovering - I tell ya, I would've rocked the fifties, kids!
Tomorrow, it's dying and sewing the ribbons for my Matilda Jane - the knitting has been done for quite some time, but seeing as it's been crazy hot for more than a month I haven't really felt motivated to get it done entirely. Ooh well, when I've told you all that I can't stop jumping around to the sound of Public Warning by Lady Sovereign (You can get the song from her MySpace-site. S-O-VEEEE!) and that I have a crush on PJ Harvey, I think that brought you up to speed!