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Five questions from raccoonbonapart - Dazzling theories and really bad eggs
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Five questions from raccoonbonapart - Dazzling theories and really bad eggs. My new larp. It is teh awesome! Five questions from raccoonbonapart. Nov 27th, 2011 09:53 am. 1 I already asked someone else this question, but I like it, so: What is. The most bizarre story that you have ever heard? I mean one that someone. Claims to be true.). 2 What is your favorite type of thing to write? 3 Is there a time of day when you are more productive than the rest of. The way you eat? Anyone want questions from me?
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I came, I saw, I blogged: januar 2012
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I came, I saw, I blogged. My rant about life, the universe, and everything. Fredag 27. januar 2012. Hvis du bare visste,. Hvor mye du betyr. Hvis du bare ante,. Hva dine ord gjør. Hvis jeg kunne fortelle,. Hvor mye du er verd. Og la alle de innerste stemmene få høre. Onsdag 25. januar 2012. I start reading something online, like a Wikipedia. Article about something I zone out within minutes of reading it. That means, if the article is too long, I will not complete my read. Why am I like this? I doubt it ...
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I came, I saw, I blogged: februar 2012
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I came, I saw, I blogged. My rant about life, the universe, and everything. Onsdag 29. februar 2012. And you know what, that is exactly what I needed to hear. Thank you so much for telling me. Mandag 27. februar 2012. I feel somewhat selfish to think this. As if we aren't the only things/people that matter in the world in other situations? It's all about cherishing the moments in life, all the moments, big and small. Today I'm thankful for old friends, and new -I love you all to bits. Det skremmer meg hv...
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I came, I saw, I blogged: november 2011
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I came, I saw, I blogged. My rant about life, the universe, and everything. Onsdag 9. november 2011. Actually, that's a bad headline, strike that. The other day NRK had another show focusing on "dangerous" substances in regular household items -meaning cosmetics/deodorants etc. They features pictures of a lot of our products, but also products at the food stores. The claim is that 40% of the products on the norwegian marked contain these "hormone disruptive substances". I've written about this before.
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I came, I saw, I blogged: Om å være syk -og frisk, og litt andre ting.
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I came, I saw, I blogged. My rant about life, the universe, and everything. Onsdag 16. januar 2013. Om å være syk -og frisk, og litt andre ting. Jeg har vært syk, det står flere ganger i bloggen min om min spiseforstyrrelse da jeg var 15, og om min depresjon og vanskeligheter med å takle det å ikke kjenne til sitt biologiske opphav. Likevel, sykdommen definerer ikke den jeg er, eller, rettere sagt, sykdommen definerte ikke hvem jeg var. Jeg var fortsatt meg, med alle mine gode -og dårlige sider. Ja, jeg ...
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I came, I saw, I blogged: august 2012
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I came, I saw, I blogged. My rant about life, the universe, and everything. Søndag 26. august 2012. I don't know what's going on these days. I won't even try to explain why I don't blog any more. Maybe I just have no need to, maybe my constant texting with a (relatively) new friend makes me get all my worries out? The other day I was riding the tram, and I saw that "Extremely loud and incredibly close" was out on BluRay. Face staring back at me. Him and three others have been killed by a roadside bom...
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I came, I saw, I blogged: desember 2012
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I came, I saw, I blogged. My rant about life, the universe, and everything. Mandag 17. desember 2012. Inspirert av vakreste Ingvild. Så tenkte jeg at når jeg først "åpner" bloggen min igjen, så kunne det være for noe hyggelig. Noe kanskje litt personlig? Then again, de fleste blogginnleggene mine er vel personlige) -noe fremtidsrettet? Men hva vil jeg gjøre i 2013 når jeg ikke skal blogge? Men nå skal jeg altså til Apotek 1 -de største. Det blir litt skummelt, litt bra, litt alt på en gang! Pharmacist tr...
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I came, I saw, I blogged: Når du skriver, lever du
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I came, I saw, I blogged. My rant about life, the universe, and everything. Søndag 27. januar 2013. Når du skriver, lever du. Jeg så på telefonen min, den hadde ikke blinket eller pepet på seks timer. Mange ville sikkert si at det er helt normalt, men det var stille, uvanlig stille. Klokka tikker et minutt videre, fortsatt stillhet. Før det ble stille var det mye kaos, vondt sårt kaos, som kom fra ingenting. "Greit, vi SNAKKES! Lyden er en blanding av et tastetrykk og en som knipser med tunga. Jeg fi...
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I came, I saw, I blogged: mars 2012
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I came, I saw, I blogged. My rant about life, the universe, and everything. Onsdag 28. mars 2012. All of the sudden I got this horrible gut feeling. You know -the feeling that you get when someone you know die, or to be less dramatic -get sick. Sad to say I only really think about the first option -having experienced it in the past, but anywho. So that gut feeling? It's still bad, I feel horrible about not knowing what the future holds. I am also scared someone I love is in trouble, or hurt, or sad, ...
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I came, I saw, I blogged: juni 2012
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I came, I saw, I blogged. My rant about life, the universe, and everything. Tirsdag 19. juni 2012. Both times he asked "how much wine did you have today? The alcohol enhances the feeling of miserable. But it doesn't mean the alcohol makes me miserable. It just brings out things that are in there, emotions that I have and that are filled inside me and just happen to come out when I've had a few glasses too much. Sometimes it just hurts SO much I don't know how to bare it. How do you get through it all?
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