Cream

We were a small crowd, but we made a shitload of noise, especially when we were singin' our way down town on the bus. It turned to a freestyle cover-battle, in which I have to say, my side won! It's like that, and that's the way it is! Hoah!

Vista was freakin' awesome last night, I haven't been to a lounge/club in Trondheim in fucking forever. Lots of people to meet and greet, good to see some of you guys again. Only problem is that drinks are expensive (and good, so you end up buying more of them), so I managed to rack up an OK bar tab. Bluh.

Just chillin' around today, watched some TDF and waiting for dinner, should be good.

Biscuits

Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson both died on the same day last week. Truly tragic. Farrah was a great actress probably most known for her role on the original Charlie's Angels show, and Michael, well, I think you know all about him. I will say this: he made great music (maybe not the last few years) and he was an entertainer on stage. But his personal life and the trial (he was aquitted, but who knows?) is forever going to linger. He was a character and lead a life with a few wrinkles and a few sprinkles, but I'll try to remember Michael the Musician, not Michael the allegded molester.

(Note: I have told some of you that I don't think he's dead. I do. But let's just say that if someone in this world had the balls and the opportunity to fake his own death as a publicity stunt, it would be Michael. So now you know.)

The King is dead. Long live the King!

Nothing more

Been a relatively busy week, but that's no excuse for not blogging. Shame on me! Spent the weekend in Oslo with a few good friends, thanks for all the fun guys! Rosenborg beat VIF 2-1 on Sunday, my first time at Ullevål Stadium. Nice!

Other than that, just enjoying the sun, looking for stuff to do, both fun and work. Tired now, and getting up early tomorrow, so see ya'll later!

Gameday

Semifinals being played today, I just had breakfast and now I'm starting to put my game-face on. We play at 1700hrs local time at Jordal in Oslo. This is it, do or die.

"...either, we heal, now, as a team, or we will die as individuals."
-Coach D'Amato, 'Any Given Sunday'

Beat up on yo pads!

Just don't

The nerve of some people! Don't you dare criticize me and what I've done for the team, be it on or off the field! Pull your head out of your ass, lock your ego up for when you get home and start acting like an adult! Get with the program or get the fuck out!

Happy Whatever

Missed my flight this morning. Passed-out tired, I can't remember the last time I slept through an alarm clock without even hearing it. Man. And the fucked-up thing is, I didn't sleep that many hours either. I was supposed to get 2 and a half, and I overslept to make it a grand total of 5. WTF? I'm still tired! If I am going to miss my flight, might as well let me sleep for at least 7 hours straight, especially after such a long day. Still kinda mad about that one, maybe in a good mood later today.

AC/DC was freakin' awesome though!

Saturdays and shitty performances

Our team started out pretty good against the Vikings, scoring a defensive touchdown to take a 6-0 lead. After that we had some mental breakdowns and allowed a few too many scores for the end result of 27-6. I had two tackles but gave up 15 yards on a stupid PI penalty in the fourth, which enabled them to prolong their drive. We play the Vikings next weekend too, expect more hard hitting action, right after these messages!

Drinking Dahls right now, going out later tonight I think...but I need some chow first...