rubbish and other things
It is rather random, a mixture of stuff I do and things I like.
I'm norwegian and I consider myself a nerdfighter. I'm in my 20's and I know I probably should grow up, but I don't want to.
Also, I'm in my final year at law school which means my time is running out..
Ready, set, BLOG!
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You can always tell when I should be doing something important because my escapist tendencies reach nearly unbearable proportions.
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He's Adopted?
So the last couple of days I have read various articles in the news about the line from The Avengers where Thor mentions Loki was...
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how does one be a coherent human
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TIME OF DEATH: 8:32 PM 4/26/12
(via eddplant)
Loki’s actually a pretty nice guy.
(via liamdryden)
I have now written about 2000 words on a dramione fanfiction instead of working on my 15 000 word master thesis. This is a small excerpt:
Hermione was walking quickly down a dark corridor, her wand in her hand shining a pale white light in front of her. She had to catch up with him. She had to talk to him, but every time she turned a corner he was gone. She could hear his footsteps ahead of her; she knew he was there. Just out of reach. She willed herself to go faster, as fast as she could without breaking into a run.
As she turned the next corner she saw the hem of his cloak disappear through a door. She was running now. The door was slowly disappearing, blending into the wall. She rushed past a large tapestry depicting a man in a tutu being clubbed by trolls and lunged out for the door handle, managing to grab hold of it as it was melting into the wall. She pulled the door open. He was standing right behind it, his grey eyes burning with anger. They both pointed their wands at each other. There was a loud bang and a flash of light, then darkness.
Something hit her over the head, and she tried to open her eyes. Everything was hazy, and all sounds were muffled like she was under water.
I have never published any of my fanfictions, so I’m not quite sure what to do about it.
Why is it snowing in May? (Taken with Instagram at Home)
So, whatever holds the image of an angel…
I’m watching Doctor Who with my boyfriend, and he chose this moment to pause and go to get a cup of tea.
But seriously, he’s lovely. Just a bit worried about my telly.
It kinda has that “The Ring” quality to it…. *shutters*
Yeah. Thanks for that.
Won’t be sleeping tonight..
So, whatever holds the image of an angel…
I’m watching Doctor Who with my boyfriend, and he chose this moment to pause and go to get a cup of tea.
But seriously, he’s lovely. Just a bit worried about my telly.
