I’ve been meaning to get around to you, but it turned out my best intentions were misplaced somewhere between the airport and all the good food.
I’ve been stationed outside Stavanger over Christmas Eve and with two crazy cousins, rivaling cats and a couple of dopey bunnies time flies like an arrow. Whereas fruit flies like a banana.
For Christmas I got a couple of psychedelic coffee mugs, some chocolate, a book with useless information and a Norwegian translation of Kant’s Critique of practical reason. Not to mention all the stuff I had bought for myself, some of which still remain to be delivered.
If you found this post oddly short or short-minded it is because I wrote it on my cellphone. Another present I got for myself this Christmas. What can I say? I’ve been particularly good this year. In fact, I’d go so far as to say that I’ve been most excellent.
Thank you and have a blinding good year! Not literally, of course. If that firework gets too close, remember to duck and cover. I’ll be around in 2008. See you then!