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Well, the way back was either an option of a long train haul to Aberdeen, flying over London with the shit airlines, or flying over somewhere in Germany. I picked the latter, though stupidly with on of the shit airlines, to visit my friend Susanne in Köln (Cologne). (more…)

Once upon a time, there was a prince. Well, he wasn’t exactly a prince. He was more like a plain guy. Not especially strong, good looking, charming and all that – definitely not a prince actually. Nor was his noble steed white, it had wheels and was black. Anyway, back to the fairy tale. The guy went to Glasgow, stayed there for half a year and loved it very much, said goodbye, went home and lived happily ever after. (more…)

Well, as we are on the roll, I will hereby bring you a follow-up on last week’s story of internet and women. How I got hold of this one is obviously not of relevance and you’re not allowed to ask why I even got my hands on it. Due to the brilliance of the authors rhetorical capabilities, it would be impossible to have it translated into English. So, sorry peeps, you’ll have to learn danish then ;) (more…)

Here I am, at the library once again. I recon I’ve spent around 20 of the last 25 days here, from 9 AM til 9 PM every single day. The reason why I go here is that I tell my self I get more work done here, than at home. Initially that was the case, and the main reason was probably that my internet wasn’t working here. However, that all changed and now I seem to stumble over somebody’s blog or an online newspaper all time. And it seems as if all the blogs have links to other people blogs, which again have links to even more peoples blogs and so the story goes. I guess what I’m trying to say that Internet has become one of those things like women. Can’t live with it, can’t live without it. Err well, then it’s not exactly like women as there seems to be quite a lot of players for the pink team who can live without women.
Well, I hope that I’ve wasted more peoples time on the same thing as I’ve just wasted my last ten minutes on, reading about the life of somebody you might not even know. – Back to work :)

Well, once again on a Friday Martin and I spent a long number of hours in the brand new luxurious Virgin Voyager train (no really, it’s crap) to get to Leeds to present the results of our project.

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