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November, 2014

I’m thinking about starting this thing where I look back at the previous month and pull out what was good, highlights and other spiffy things. It might be a monthly thing, and it might not – I know myself way too well to say that I’ll definitely do it, since my brain often go “oh no, you won’t!” and it happens a total of one, maybe two, times.

Anyway. On with the show.


Good shit

  • I got my Driver’s Licence!
  • I donated blood for the first time!
  • I won NaNoWriMo for the first time, on the sixth try!

Bad shit

  • Winter happened, so I’m constantly freezing. Snow didn’t happen, though.
  • Almost no work, so my pay has been super low. Less than welfare.
  • The month started with no Internet.

All in all

Can’t complain, really. It has been an awesome month, and although I felt a depression starting in the end of October, I haven’t really felt anything close to a depression during November. December is such a warm, light, fuzzy month anyways, and as soon as I start putting up Yuletide decorations (I don’t celebrate the Christian part of Christmas, so it’s easier to call it Yuletide), there’s no chance I will fall into a depression. You never know, though.

January, on the other hand…

All in all, November 2014 has been a social, funny and positive month. I accomplished more in a month than I usually do in a year, I hung out with awesome people several times a week because of NaNoWriMo, there’s no snow yet (I don’t really like snow), and I didn’t get the depression I thought I would get. And despite it being a cold, moneyless month, I had a good time, and I had enough money to survive.

The 24 centigrade freezer


The cup says “Camilla means helpful” in Norwegian, and I got it for my birthday when I was a kid. It now has gløgg in it, because gløgg is awesome. Also, *scowl*.

Everything is cold and I’m freezing and all the buses were late today and I had to go to work and I wrote like 50 words today.

It’s 24 centigtrades in this room, and I’m sitting here wrapped up in a thick woolen blanket, with probably three layers of clothing, freezing my arse off.

I hate being cold. I hope the gløgg will take care of that.

…do people even drink gløgg in other countries? I hope you non-Norwegians do, because it’s made of awesome. But, alas, I’m way too cold and lazy to research this. Maybe I’ll make a gløgg related post in December, when gløgg season starts.

I’m just gonna sit here drinking gløgg, scowling at everyone and watch youtube videos about, um, notebooks?