Pictures

Nice pictures I have found on the internet lately

don’t you love this cup?

Wedding cake for Tone from the Cake Wrecks blog. The blog is wonderful, btw.

Some fresh-from-uni-designer with knitted animal print.

I have a not very secret crush on insect jewelry

Ring

Brooch

This weekend

I spent the weekend in Oslo and Nærsnes and bathed in sun and joy. Just look at this 🙂

I spent most of the weekend on this terrace. But now I’m back in grey and cold Trondheim, writing more on my thesis. And you know what? Erik is coming home today 😀

Talk to you later!

More food

I am sorry for the terrible quality, but still.


One chicken filet, eh sweat peas (?) lightly boiled, fennel slices boiled and baked and tomato baked. Everything topped with enough grated parmesan cheese. Happy Friday!

Mus

Jeg tilbringer dagen på en datasal på Gløs, for første gang på to år, tror jeg. Reakelet har tydeligvis blitt tatt både av memes og humor siden jeg var har sist 🙂

Stress!

I can feel my stress level rising as Easter, the master project dead line and summer are approaching. Even though this March has been the quietest March I have had in years, I worry more than I usually do. I know I should spend 10, rather than 8 hours working with my master every day. And even though I have less to do in scouting, I still have some projects and I know I don’t supervise them as well as I should.

There is still so much left to do with the project and I have only 8 weeks to go. I have gotten myself a sommer job, so I think I’ll have enough money for the summer and maybe September too. We’ll see. But less to worry about there 🙂

Tomorrow is my presentation for the Department of Biology and even though I have worked with my presentation this week (and gone through it with my supervisors) I still haven’t tried to talk through it… And I have to admit that I am a bit nervous. It is my whole master, what I have done the last 1,5 years. Scary stuff. Have to rehearse later today.

I am too slow. I wonder if I should start a new regime in the office, so that I am not allowed to leave before I have finished the goal I have set for the day. Either it works or I die of exhaustion. I think I need a hug.

On Friday I’ll be in Oslo and I will go wisit the PhD that made the genetic markers I have used in my project to discuss my results. I wonder how it will be. Can’t wait for Easter. Even though I will have to work with my project, there will be some time off and Erik will be back.

From Inga

For those of you who don’t know it, there are to world wide scout organisations in the world. One is for the scout movement (WOSM) and one is for the girl scouts and guides (WAGGGS). Together they represent 40 millions scouts and guides in the world. Even though the two organisations started with the same initiative from Lord Baden-Powell their work is aimed at different goals. This thing is something WAGGGS could have made, a poster to remind you that there is so much yet to do for young women in the world. That even though Norway and Europe are reasonably well off, we, as in the world, are not.

This is not the responsibility of the government or the employers only. We, the young women, have to take action and take part. To stand up for ourselves. To believe that we can do it. And to help each other. The best way to help other young women is to show them that it is possible by your own example. Do it!

Snow and boots

Yesterday we suddenly got 10 cm of snow.

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The spectacular view from my window.

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After wearing my brown cape for the entire winter I now desperately long for a new, long spring coat. And while I wait for more money I am using my pretty white coat. Grey wool dress, long and high black boots and thick laquered red belt with a gigantic gold buckle (found in the attic, from my grandmother).

I had a nice weekend, by the way. Pictures of homemade sushi will come.

My lovelife

Do you know what’s the biggest influence on my lovelife right now? This:

This is a map of the undersea internett cables that go to Africa (from here). And apparently ships keep tearing them, and then internett goes slower. And then Skype and everything else gets grumpy and I can’t talk to Erik. Oh well. He had better internett in Malaysia than in USA, so we’ll see what happens when the internett in their office gets upgraded. For 4,5 years now I have only used the internett at my uni and I have to admit that I am not looking forward to super slow internett when I finish here. Can you believe that youtube came in 2005? Amazing, right? I can’t believe how much my life depends on internett these days.

But now: back to work!

Gutter i skjørt

“Jeg kjenner en gutt som ville ha uggs. Han fikk ikke lov av foreldrene sine, fordi det var et jenteplagg,” er et sitat fra denne artikkelen i Aftenposten om hvordan likestilling ikke bare er at jenter skal få gjøre som de vil, men at gutter skal få gjøre det også. Det er en gaske ung forfatter på artikkelen, men jeg synes hun har et viktig poeng.

Tidligere har jeg alltid syntes det har vært litt dumt at jeg ble jente. Det er mange ting som er upraktisk ved å være jente og jeg har alltid syntes at guttene har sluppet billig unna. Er det noe jeg helt klart kunne klart meg uten, så var det å stadig være en atomreaktor av hormoner, på nippet til å sprenge. Gutter aner ikke hvor slitsomt det er å ikke styre humøret sitt selv.

Men etter har jeg funnet ut at det er noen andre felt der det helt klart er enklest å være jente. Jenter kan nemlig være hvem de vil. Hva de vil. Gutter må være gutter. Etter 100 år kan jenter (i min kultur i hvert fall), gå i bukse, gå i svart og gå uten hodeplagg. Jenter kan gå i dress, klumpete sko, uten sminke og ha kort hår. Gutter får nesten ikke lov til å gjøre noe som helst før de blir skjelt ut. Jeg har en myriade av venninner som nekter kjærestene sine å ha på seg rosa klær. Som om farge er viktig. De går jo i blått hele tiden. Gutter kan ikke har på seg kjole, på noe som helst tidspunkt. De kan ikke sminke seg for å få jevnere hudfarge eller mer definerte øyne. Det er nesten ikke akseptabelt å farge håret eller gå i solarium og du kan i hvert fall ikke ha høye hæler (om ikke det er cowboy boots, da).

Jeg vet ikke om det er jentene eller andre gutter som er de strengeste dommerne mot gutter som krysser tradisjonelle grenser for bekledning og utseende, men jeg vet i hvert fall at vi jenter skylder guttene som prøver et klapp på skulderen og en støttende kommentar. Vi har kommet så langt, da skal vi ikke stå i veien for gutter som gjør som de vil.

Som jeg pleier å si: “Vi er ikke helt likestilte før gutter kan gå i rosa kjoler.”

Lybia tessellata

First, thank you to google for the picture.

Then, today’s blogpost is about this wonderful crab that was today’s article on Wikipedia some time ago. Why do I love this crab? Well, mostly because it seems to have an obligate relationship with a sea anemone (the species differ). It never actually uses its claws (their not actually called that, but this is not hard core science, either), but gets one anemone on each claw and then uses them both as protection agains predators and to eat. The anemones have poison that protekts it from predators, and when the anemone eats (whitch it does by stinging small animals and then digesting it partly externally on the top of its body) the crab will use its mandibles (mouth parts) to take some of the anemone’s food. Why is this cool? Because you have a whole species (or genera, maybe?) that doesn’t produce poison or anything itself, it just utilizes another organism’s abilities. I like it! (to read more, go here)

Home

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Going home today. This is the view from Sogndal airport. An airport so small they scan luggage and carry-on in the same machine. Where the airport shuttle bus driver also is the one taking the luggage out of the airplane.

Sometimes you get just as much culture shock in the “next valley” as on the other side of the world.

I am returning home to an empty apartment and I have to admit that I am already missing him a lot (but not the alot, for those of you who know the joke) and really hate being alone. Especially now that communication is difficult and expencive. I know it is only two weeks, but I still miss him.

So if you see me, give me a hug. I’ll be happier because of it 🙂 Now; new week, new job applications…

#$%&/!

Who would have thought that applying for jobs would take this much time?!? Gah. But now I have officially applied for my first job and will rush into town to get the last half of the conference I should have been attending this morning… And tonight I’ll be in Sogndal visiting my brother! 😀 It will be nice with som relaxing and excellent food. And I have even remembered my camera 😉

See you on the other side of the weekend!

Yesterday

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My favorite brooch.

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My pinkest tights. White oversized shirt (my dad’s), grey oversized sweater (Erik’s), dark blue skirt, white sneakers. So kind of an oversized school uniform with å twist.

Job applications

I am entering the world of job applications, and I can’t say that I like it much. But I guess that is what happens when you are getting closer to a finished degree… I have only written applications for summer jobs and scouting things before and this feels very serious. And exiting! Oh, real life, you scare me and exite me at once.

Master life

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Every week we listen to each other presenting our master projects. We all have to do it twice, once when we have just started our project and once when we are allmost finished. I will do my last presentation in two weeks. So I will have quite many presentations on the same subject the next month(s). First one, poster presentation, this Thursday. Wish me luck 🙂