Wednesday 24 March 1999

Pic of the day: Daggerfall air strike...

So, the war is on. This is the first time since the Crusades that Norway has voluntarily gone to war against another nation, that has actually not even done us any harm. I wonder what this will do to us as a people. Sure, it's part of a joint NATO operation and all. Still, the alliance was not being attacked or anything. And it's not like we're one of the United States or anything. They're used to it. I bet they even like it a little. Let's go spank the bad boy. But we're not like that.

And it's not like we actually like these Kosovo Albanians that are being chased around. Well, at least we don't like them when they're here. I've heard a lot of bad things about them. I bet if we had hundreds of thousands of them, we'd be chasing them around too, and occasionally some over-eager person would shoot a few of them. Now, instead, we're shooting the Serbs.

Politics, as the saying goes, makes for strange bedfellows.
Then again, so does alcohol.

Other things on this day:
I woke up and had dreamt that my lip rug was gone. That's right, no more Moustache Magnus. In the dream, this took me quite by surprise. Luckily I woke up and my manly hairyness was still there.
Slighty more worrying, after I came home from work and sat down in front of my computer, I suddenly heard myself say, in a low but distinct voice: "Sex og penger". (Sex and money.) Now, given that I had not been spesifically thinking of either, that's a good reason to talk to one of those nice doctors I guess. Now, I was tired, but then again I often am.
Perhaps it was just my subconscious reminding me of what my faithful audience wants to read about? Sadly, I have none of the above, so the site will not be a smash hit for a while yet.

So, tomorrow I'll talk to a psychiatrist, and Friday to the dentist. The psychiatrist will try to convince me that I was afraid my dad would castrate me. Well, he didn't. He just coincidentally forgot to mention that you shouldn't try to have sexual intercourse if you have a severely constricted foreskin. But hey, I found out that. I guess my parents never looked at that part of their beautiful little baby. My parents, unlike me, are extremely decent people. It's the dentist I'm really scared of.