Category: Little Voices archive entries

Have you got any idea how difficult it is to listen to “All Kinds of Everything” (yes, the old Eurovision Song Contest song) without wagging your head or swaying your upper body in an inane way? And, if you’re standing up, how hard it is to force your knees to stay straight, rather than giving just slightly to keep the beat?

I’m only asking because the song’s come round a couple of times on the MP3-player’s random playing in the last few weeks, always when I’m on a bus stuffed to the eves (except buses don’t have eves, do they?) with people.

I’ve never heard of it before, but apparently it’s been around for a while. I’d agree with Anetten and call them a bunch of pussies, if I hadn’t recently gone through the currently reading list for 2003 and counted only 52 books. Which is pathetic. However, I will try to do better this year, and I will blog them all, really. Really.

I went to bed with my hair wet last night. This is not, on the whole, a smart thing to do if I want to look sane the next day.

Nevermind.

One of life’s little pleasures: Getting on to a warm bus after having waited in the freezing cold for far too long (anything more than 10 seconds was far too long for me this morning).

Watch this space.

Well, I guess it’s doable.

(Via)

In the meantime: Have a laugh…

(Via.)

He.

I like that anarchy score…

It’s snowing again. It seems to have been snowing more or less constantly since last week, which is probably just an illusion. However, it is most definitely snowing now and the ground has most definitely been white for over a week, so I think we can assume this is… well… winter. I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this. To a certain extent it bugs me. I like being able to walk in the streets without getting slush in my shoes and slipping and sliding all over the place, on the other hand there is no denying white snow (and except for in the streets, the snow is white) is rather pretty. And it would be nice to have a white Christmas for once – they’ve been quite scarce in recent years.

However, there is the slushy slipping and sliding part.

Mind you, what is likely to happen is that it will continue to snow prettily for another four weeks or so, and just before Christmas, 23rd December, say, there will be an almighty thaw and all the snow will disappear. Then it will reappear again on January 2nd, just a little late for New Year’s, and stick around until early May.

Bah humbug.

So, we’re sort of supposed to be moving to Trondheim. Well, we more or less have to, Martin’s just got a new job (yay!) there and I’ve told my employer I’m about to hand in my resignation. I just haven’t gotten around to actually handing it in yet. I guess I had better put that on my to-do list for tomorrow.

Question is how long it will take before I get a new job. That’ll be interesting. Still, I have a few feelers out and I suppose I’ll have to put more energy into this job-hunting malarkey once I’ve actually resigned (I have three months’ notice, so it’s not as if I’ll be unemployed next week).

Ah, well. Life. It’s a funny old game, isn’t it?

I wonder if Ronnie O’Sullivan has a bald spot. That would explain the ridiculous hairstyle (he’s got a “ponytail” that looks more like a bun on the top of the back of his head, just over the spot where a bald spot would most likely appear).