<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455</id><updated>2012-02-14T02:14:29.515+01:00</updated><title type='text'>neonfantastic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-7949715028899621753</id><published>2010-07-05T00:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:53:47.569+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-7949715028899621753?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7949715028899621753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=7949715028899621753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7949715028899621753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7949715028899621753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4559057339020248504</id><published>2009-08-10T14:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:19:38.365+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm now writing for &lt;a href="http://www.crimsonndclover.blogspot.com/" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.crimsonndclover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! 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Men om du derimot snakker "fagspråket" vil du med en gang skjønne at HSM står for High School Musical, og reker og kake er fryktelig godt. Separat vel og merke. Dagen i dag har inkludert alt sammen, tilbrakt hos meg med to fantastiske venninner som jeg ser alt for sjeldent. Andrea, Carina og jeg har grått, ledd og sunget oss gjennom alle de tre storfilmene, mens vi har trøkket oss fulle av reker (loff, majo og sitron) og konfesktsjokoladekake. Makan til luksus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlU2ndmIqjI/AAAAAAAABOo/2FftcEKDAXo/s1600-h/snadder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlU2ndmIqjI/AAAAAAAABOo/2FftcEKDAXo/s400/snadder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356247383414450738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personlig hadde jeg ikke så mange tårer igjen i kveld etter MJs minnestund i går. Gråt da Prinsesse Diana døde, og gråt som en liten unge nå også. Michael er kongen. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Han var kongen da jeg sto rett foran TV'n og danset som liten til MTV og Billie Jean&lt;/span&gt; (jada - jeg forsto ikke helt hva musikk videoer var. Sang han virkelig inni TV'n?),&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; han var definitivt Kongen da jeg som 8-åring satt på mammas skuldre og så han live på Valle Hovin i 1996 (?), og han er fortsatt Kongen her jeg ligger på sengen og hører på Human Nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men om han er den ubestridte Kongen av Pop, begynner jeg å skaffe meg en god sjans til å bli Dronningen av ubrukelig shopping. En liten svip-tur innom BikBok, og jeg ramler angstfylt ut med en stapp full pose meg klær på salg. Fant masse jeg har sett på tidligere i sommer og tenkt var akkurat litt for dyrt, og litt for lite må-ha-faktor til å kjøpe. Men nå kan jeg blid og glad klemme alt inn i skapet, (fortsatt angstfylt men heller på grunn av den farlige mengden som truer med å oversvømme gulvet i en tsunami) og vite at jeg har noen ubrukte plagg å bruke neste gang det fryktelige spørsmålet alle jenter skyr værre enn pesten &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hva skal jeg ha på meg i kveld"&lt;/span&gt;. Livet er ikke lett. Kanskje neste gang blir lettere takket være i dag!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlU3_fr9-TI/AAAAAAAABO4/E0KIrMjBbrw/s1600-h/bikbok_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlU3_fr9-TI/AAAAAAAABO4/E0KIrMjBbrw/s400/bikbok_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356248895804274994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlU34yrm1zI/AAAAAAAABOw/iA9W9HGTYa4/s1600-h/bikbok_0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlU34yrm1zI/AAAAAAAABOw/iA9W9HGTYa4/s400/bikbok_0121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356248780643948338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja - BikBok er kult. Og jeg er ikke 14 år.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-6885697107534421379?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6885697107534421379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=6885697107534421379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6885697107534421379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6885697107534421379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/07/hsm-reker-kake-michael-og-salg.html' title='HSM, Reker, Kake, Michael og Salg'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlU2ndmIqjI/AAAAAAAABOo/2FftcEKDAXo/s72-c/snadder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2297707903594411383</id><published>2009-07-07T18:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:06:16.445+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bend And Snap - Side Foran, Side Bak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jhb_-II16PQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jhb_-II16PQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! And Welcome to the complete workout! Slik starter den lekre videon dere får sjekke ut over, og slik skal min fredag kveld også starte. Jeg skal nemlig på Sports-bursdag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldri vært, og er fortsatt ikke en veldig sporty person, så hva er vel mer naturlig enn å tre på seg tights og turndrakt á la Jane Fonda, tupere håret, insause det med Elnette hairspray, og hive seg på bussen mot Bærum? Outfit'en er omtrent klar, bare litt smådetaljer som skal finpusses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlN-Wj-zVtI/AAAAAAAABOg/jZBBaUcpDRo/s1600-h/sn%C3%A6ks+0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlN-Wj-zVtI/AAAAAAAABOg/jZBBaUcpDRo/s400/sn%C3%A6ks+0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355763307954525906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frem til fredag skal jeg trene med Miss Fonda slik at jeg (+ medaerobicintructør (det ble vips et nytt ord) Karianne) kan stå for oppvarmingen av alle atletene jeg skal drikke med. Stuegulvet er min scene, og naboen er mitt publikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Oh, what a feeling!&lt;br /&gt;When were dancing on the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;The room is hot...thats good&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends came&lt;br /&gt;By from the neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;People were starting&lt;br /&gt;To climb the walls&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it looks like everybody&lt;br /&gt;Is having a ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dancing on the Ceiling - Lionel Richie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2297707903594411383?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2297707903594411383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2297707903594411383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2297707903594411383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2297707903594411383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-and-welcome-to-complete-workout-slik.html' title='Bend And Snap - Side Foran, Side Bak'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlN-Wj-zVtI/AAAAAAAABOg/jZBBaUcpDRo/s72-c/sn%C3%A6ks+0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-462398301377554598</id><published>2009-07-06T14:19:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:40:18.062+02:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Uker Igjen Av Sommerlig Uvitenhet</title><content type='html'>For den 20 juli får jeg, sammen med en større andel av folk på min alder, vite hva de neste to, tre -kanskje 5 årene skal bringe. I det minste HVOR de skal tilbringes. Det betyr enkelt og greit at de neste to ukene blir de siste to ukene i mitt liv hvor enda ikke vet hvor jeg skal studere. Her snakker vi tidsklemma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og når jeg først får dommen mandag om to uker, ja er det da meningen at jeg skal begynne å planlegge leilighet? Skal jeg begynne å bla i IKEA og LIVING kataloger og drømme om å bruke en årslønn på møbler, når jeg aller helst vil bruke de på klær? Og dersom jeg ikke blir Oslo-borger i nærmeste fremtid, men flytter til Sheffield, er det meningen at jeg skal hive meg rundt og begynne å booke flybilletter, veie bagasje og søke studielån som vil for all fremtid gjøre meg til gjeldsslave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jeg tror svaret på alt dette er: JA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Så derfor er planen frem til 20 juli, og kanskje en uke etter dette (da jeg skal på en liten visitt til England), å leve i denne sommerlige uvitenheten. Reklameheftet fra LIVING som ligger ved siden av meg, skal få fortsette å ligge der i fred og ro. Pynte-vaser, -rammer, -glass og alle andre støvmagneter skal få gjøre jobben sin på best mulig måte. De skal støve ned. Og jeg skal verken vaske, rydde eller tenkte på å pakke. For slikt er det bare en voksen student som har hele tilværelsen planlagt foran seg som gjør. Og frem til 20 juli er jeg ingen av delene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeg er kun en boms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlHvDJ9A_nI/AAAAAAAABOY/Piss-ieKgt4/s1600-h/P7041793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlHvDJ9A_nI/AAAAAAAABOY/Piss-ieKgt4/s400/P7041793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355324269410713202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-462398301377554598?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/462398301377554598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=462398301377554598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/462398301377554598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/462398301377554598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-uker-igjen-av-sommerlig-uvitenhet.html' title='2 Uker Igjen Av Sommerlig Uvitenhet'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SlHvDJ9A_nI/AAAAAAAABOY/Piss-ieKgt4/s72-c/P7041793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5714676575269766751</id><published>2009-07-04T18:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:28:25.965+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Den Som Venter På Noe Godt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk-BlP0yXmI/AAAAAAAABOQ/eq5SrIT2eig/s1600-h/tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk-BlP0yXmI/AAAAAAAABOQ/eq5SrIT2eig/s400/tattoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354640958869888610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.. venter aldri forgjeves. Den som bruker sykt lang tid på å bestemme seg, bestemmer seg heller ikke forgjeves. Etter to års tenketid, har jeg endelig fått surret meg til å forevige SNØ på ankelen. Veldig fornøyd, selv om den er helt fersk, og gråfargene ikke synes (det skal fades fra mørkt til lyst utover "greinene") enda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nå skal jeg sette meg ut på terrassen og ta en kald pils! Skål og riktig god lørdag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After two years of thinking, I've finally got my snowflake tattoo! I'm very pleased with it, even before the fading (from dark in the middle to light grey) shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5714676575269766751?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5714676575269766751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5714676575269766751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5714676575269766751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5714676575269766751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/07/den-som-venter-pa-noe-godt.html' title='Den Som Venter På Noe Godt...'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk-BlP0yXmI/AAAAAAAABOQ/eq5SrIT2eig/s72-c/tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5160723249274154851</id><published>2009-07-03T21:02:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:18:18.064+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sale Sale Salg Salg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk5W2UKGPgI/AAAAAAAABOI/3az77EIQueg/s1600-h/P6301786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk5W2UKGPgI/AAAAAAAABOI/3az77EIQueg/s400/P6301786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354312498114084354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk5Wp_XGzfI/AAAAAAAABOA/yk7nIQn60nc/s1600-h/P6301787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk5Wp_XGzfI/AAAAAAAABOA/yk7nIQn60nc/s400/P6301787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354312286373072370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk5WVmn8bbI/AAAAAAAABN4/PUI37kmsOpw/s1600-h/P6301789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk5WVmn8bbI/AAAAAAAABN4/PUI37kmsOpw/s400/P6301789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354311936135425458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk5WCdOi4oI/AAAAAAAABNw/exLMci9TPtY/s1600-h/P6301791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk5WCdOi4oI/AAAAAAAABNw/exLMci9TPtY/s400/P6301791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354311607195460226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg selger denne capsen (Volvom F.A. Todd Bratrud Cheese Hat) - helt ny, aldri brukt! Da jeg har sånn tilnærmet unormalt stort hode, ser den ikke bra ut på meg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kjøpte den i New York for $24,00, som dere kan se på prislappen som fortsatt henger på. Det utgjør 156 kroner, så om noen er keen, kan de kjøpe den av meg for 150 NOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Send meg mail på: christina.parker4@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5160723249274154851?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5160723249274154851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5160723249274154851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5160723249274154851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5160723249274154851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/07/sale-sale-salg-salg.html' title='Sale Sale Salg Salg!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sk5W2UKGPgI/AAAAAAAABOI/3az77EIQueg/s72-c/P6301786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5140968489582313082</id><published>2009-06-30T22:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:31:10.043+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mishandlet Hår Som Vips Ble Til Enda Mer Mishandlet  Hår</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Skp0jOouWiI/AAAAAAAABNo/7hlAOTEIKPg/s1600-h/H%C3%A5rkatastrofe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Skp0jOouWiI/AAAAAAAABNo/7hlAOTEIKPg/s400/H%C3%A5rkatastrofe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353219255656405538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jeg skal være kort. Bildet illustrerer mye av det jeg vil si, bortsett fra selve resultatet. Det er jeg ikke helt sikker på selv enda her jeg sitter og ikke tør å se meg selv i speilet i frykt for å måtte låse meg selv inne den nærmeste tiden (resten av sommeren) grunnet fare for nedbrutt selvtillitt, psykisk vold fra Gud og hvermann, og ikke minst håravfall i dotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historien kunne vært lang, men jeg gjør den kort:&lt;br /&gt;Christina går til frisøren på impuls. Christina må klippe av nesten 10 cm av det lange håret hun har spart så lenge (se bilde 1) på grunn av dårlig stell (tupper som spriker helt tilbake til Mexico). Christina liker det ikke, dermed virker striping som en god idé. Christina ender opp som en krysning mellom Pippi og en 80's chick med permanent-gone-bad. Christina tør ikke gå ut døren. Christina farger håret mørkt igjen... Uhhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men det store spørsmålet i kveld mine damer og herrer er:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Blir det mørkt? Blir det fortsatt gult? Eller blir det en grusom krysning der topplokket i tillegg til misfarvingen er (ikke flisete men enda verre) tørt og alt for kort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jess, gleder meg til å leke fresh i morgen. Jadda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5140968489582313082?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5140968489582313082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5140968489582313082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5140968489582313082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5140968489582313082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/06/mishandlet-har-som-vips-ble-til-enda.html' title='Mishandlet Hår Som Vips Ble Til Enda Mer Mishandlet  Hår'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Skp0jOouWiI/AAAAAAAABNo/7hlAOTEIKPg/s72-c/H%C3%A5rkatastrofe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-8881907137629255231</id><published>2009-06-29T21:37:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:56:21.178+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oslo Live - The Klaxons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Skkbe-134aI/AAAAAAAABNg/rUoXJmsn9Q4/s1600-h/klaxons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Skkbe-134aI/AAAAAAAABNg/rUoXJmsn9Q4/s400/klaxons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352839851185529250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har tenkt meg på &lt;a href="http://www.oslolivefestival.no/"&gt;Oslo Live&lt;/a&gt; på onsdag, torsdag og kanskje fredag. Først og fremst for å se &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Klaxons&lt;/span&gt; på onsdag. Håper (og renger med) at det er fler enn meg som skal, da det er meldt 30 varmegrader, strålende sol og perfekt festival stemning. Klarte aldri å få surret meg på noen skikkelig camping festival i år, så da får dette holde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antrekket for i alle fall to dager er også klart, da jeg i dag (etter en kort shoppingtur med mor) ble heldig eier av en svart skinnvest og en bleket denim kjole. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Med et par fete sneakers anskaffet i NYC, rompetaske og store shades er jeg klar for kald øl i sommervarmen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veldig klar for å skaffe meg glowsticks også, men emd tanke på at det aldri blir skikkelig mørkt i dette landet her før meget sent, er det mye mulig jeg tar en raincheck til kjøligere tider. Dersom du derimot mener jeg BURDE ta med glowsticks, luft målinger og meninger. Jeg er noe lett å overtale når det gjelder mye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkkaW8h9bqI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ZZ1HbtHpeNU/s1600-h/getimage.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkkaW8h9bqI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ZZ1HbtHpeNU/s400/getimage.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352838613614554786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkkapIBhkSI/AAAAAAAABNY/JEpZerTgP5I/s1600-h/head_forside.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkkapIBhkSI/AAAAAAAABNY/JEpZerTgP5I/s400/head_forside.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352838925937381666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vi sees på onsdag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-8881907137629255231?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8881907137629255231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=8881907137629255231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8881907137629255231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8881907137629255231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/06/oslo-live-klaxons.html' title='Oslo Live - The Klaxons!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Skkbe-134aI/AAAAAAAABNg/rUoXJmsn9Q4/s72-c/klaxons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-411286191472306215</id><published>2009-06-28T18:58:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:21:54.681+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Når Nettene Er Lange Og Varmen Setter Inn</title><content type='html'>Ja, nå skal jeg være sånn som alle andre og snakke om hvor varmt det er. Men istede for å snakke om hvor varmt og ubehagelig varmt det er, vil jeg heller si at dette er jo fantatsisk deilig! Kan ha noe med at jeg har sittet som en strandloppe i vannkanten i Mexico i 4 uker, der temperaturen er konstante 35 grader med en luftfuktighet på ca 99 %, og til og med etter et par uker blitt vant med det. Så dette føles jo riktig godt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Så nå som man er i slikt et godt sommer humør, er jo det store spørsmålet - HVA skal jeg finne på resten av sommeren. Laget et lite poeng av å ikke planlegge noe som helst før jeg kom tilbake fra ferie, og nå som jeg har tid og penger til å ha det litt artig, er det ikke mye som står i veien for å ikke bare tråkke gassen i bånn og nyte siste-sommer-før-hardarbeidende-student-tilværelsen slår til. Og som en bisetning kan jeg informere om at dag ut og dag inn i Drøbak er særdeles lite givende. Omtrent lite like givende som å være stuck på en flyplass i Mexico City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreløpig plan/ferieønskeliste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonna for å leke med Magne og kanskje leke i snøen (JA!)&lt;br /&gt;1 uke i Bournemouth&lt;br /&gt;Jentetur til Göteborg eller Stockholm en weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkekRPHtFZI/AAAAAAAABM4/1CCSA78rrko/s1600-h/fonna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkekRPHtFZI/AAAAAAAABM4/1CCSA78rrko/s400/fonna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352427298176701842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkemOFloqEI/AAAAAAAABNI/epPObKoN0fM/s1600-h/Fraggle3_1161453038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkemOFloqEI/AAAAAAAABNI/epPObKoN0fM/s400/Fraggle3_1161453038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352429443101534274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkeluW1rDVI/AAAAAAAABNA/PHSF4rWWnoo/s1600-h/drobak_havn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkeluW1rDVI/AAAAAAAABNA/PHSF4rWWnoo/s400/drobak_havn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352428897976388946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Å besøke Fragglene er også en livslang drøm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, forresten, gleder meg til å jobbe på Café Teskje til uken. Deilig - mye mulig jeg må stikke hodet i fryseren et par ganger daglig. Om du er i nærheten, er det bare å stikke innom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-411286191472306215?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/411286191472306215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=411286191472306215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/411286191472306215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/411286191472306215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/06/nar-nettene-er-lange-og-varmen-setter.html' title='Når Nettene Er Lange Og Varmen Setter Inn'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkekRPHtFZI/AAAAAAAABM4/1CCSA78rrko/s72-c/fonna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4073405206119516586</id><published>2009-06-27T19:34:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:03:42.654+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring On The Capoeira!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkZYls5jROI/AAAAAAAABL4/lGQtnhvNEWE/s1600-h/P6261771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkZYls5jROI/AAAAAAAABL4/lGQtnhvNEWE/s400/P6261771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352062611907364066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkZZnE2OmZI/AAAAAAAABMI/DZCsIArmBi4/s1600-h/P6261768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkZZnE2OmZI/AAAAAAAABMI/DZCsIArmBi4/s400/P6261768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352063735027374482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeg fant akkurat ut at jeg hadde lyst til å skrive på norsk i dag. Mulig det blir slik i nærmeste fremtid. Egentlig har jeg mest lyst til å skrive noe morsomt, faktisk noe så morsomt at det  som det morsomme jeg og mine kjære tidligere-sommersomvinter-studenter hadde det i går aften. For ja - du gjettet riktig - det var veldig morsomt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kort oppsummert ble det danset (?) capoeira til de lystige tonene av Aqua og annet 90-talls herlighet, drukket kald drikke, sladret og danset litt mer. Gjensynsgleden er alltid like stor hver gang denne gjengen møtes, og tror dere ikke at jeg kan takke Marie for at jeg har mobil i dag også!? Makan til jenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For jeg ble nemlig ranet i går natt (ja, jeg sier ranet for denne ekle lille mannen stakk hånden sin i vesken min og tok mobilen min) da vi var på vei inn i taxi. Men dette er absolutt ikke det merkeligste med hele hendelsen! Da jeg oppdager dette (etter at kjære Marie har bedt meg sjekke vesken min, for den lille ekle mannen hadde vært i vesken hennes også, men da hadde hun klasket han bort), løper jeg ut av taxi'n og bort til den lille ekle mannen. Jeg vet ikke om det som nå skjedde var på grunn av min noe stygge ordbruk, at jeg var godt beruset, eller fordi jeg var klar til å havne i min første slosskamp (som jeg garantert hadde tapt), men en av damene han var sammen med stikker hånden sin ned i lommen hans og gir meg mobilen tilbake! HalleJULA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellers vil jeg bruke anledningen til å takke Michael Jackson for mye bra slagere opp igjennom, takke mamma for at det snart er middag så jeg slipper å gå til Blå Kors i dag også, takke værgudene for soleksemen jeg har fått, og ikke minst takke meg selv for at jeg har vært så flink å vasket ekstreme mengder med klær de par siste dagene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4073405206119516586?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4073405206119516586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4073405206119516586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4073405206119516586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4073405206119516586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/06/bring-on-capoeira.html' title='Bring On The Capoeira!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkZYls5jROI/AAAAAAAABL4/lGQtnhvNEWE/s72-c/P6261771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-8384090124267284428</id><published>2009-06-24T19:33:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:14:39.262+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Summer! Amazing Life!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes life is just great. My life has been absolutely amazing for the last six weeks, and getting home to blue skies, midsummer and 25 degrees ++ just makes the start of the Norwegian summer even better. I can't say I've been very good at updating this site for a while, but i do have a legit reason. To blog from your iPhone is something you can do if you are willing to spend hours and hours. I'm not that willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with or without blogposts, my six weeks of carefree heaven have been just that - heaven! The irritating people trying to sell you whatever you wanted (yes, they can fix almost everything - you want beer? Food? Drugs? A goat?), the fans that made the hot and humid air into a tiny tiny breeze, the endless beaches, the insanely cheap food and drinks, the simplicity of only having to care about what to eat and what to wear and most of all ALL the wonderful people we met during our stay in Mexico (no, we didn't get the swineflu even though we tried hard enough) all together made this soooo good! I'm one of those people who travel - not to see all kinds of old stones and ruins, wierd animals and crazy wildlife - but to meet people (and chill and have fun with those peole)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ5ikkDSvI/AAAAAAAABLw/ujACx4qUUe0/s1600-h/5091_202718495493_622375493_7334805_2644535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350972942106970866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ5ikkDSvI/AAAAAAAABLw/ujACx4qUUe0/s400/5091_202718495493_622375493_7334805_2644535_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350968994336456242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ18x-NvjI/AAAAAAAABLI/md-PAoYhETc/s400/P5281494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350971734568292546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ4cSIZUMI/AAAAAAAABLY/VYYBp6_NuRI/s400/P6131658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350968541246504082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ1iaFJvJI/AAAAAAAABLA/hek9nZGG5XY/s400/P5241464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350971024949948690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ3y-mMsRI/AAAAAAAABLQ/wZHmhPCyNTA/s400/P6131651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So thanks to all you people I met. Mexico is still a dangerous place until all you crazy people have left! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want to say super duper thanks to Andrea for letting us crash on her fold-out-couch in New York. My closet has now gotten a new load of colourful clothes and the pile of shoes at the end of my bed is bigger than ever. But what is a girl to do when she has time to kill in NYC and money in the bank? When she even finds TopShop, there's really not much hope left for her. To avoid paying a fee for my way-to-heavy trunk, I loaded my backpack with all my shoes (8 in total), and ended up as one of those extremely irritating people with way too much hand luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ48pledKI/AAAAAAAABLo/q4pWsCX7MMU/s1600-h/P6211747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350972290620093602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ48pledKI/AAAAAAAABLo/q4pWsCX7MMU/s400/P6211747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ4xQKUDvI/AAAAAAAABLg/-TWoidyitdM/s1600-h/P6211748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350972094816718578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ4xQKUDvI/AAAAAAAABLg/-TWoidyitdM/s400/P6211748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suffering from a pretty heavy jetlag last night, I spent St.Hans (midsummer) at Camilla's. Wine, bonfire, a trip out boating on the fjord with Jørgen and finally bedtime. Went to the beach to day with Sandra, Adrian and Carina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350959483783351682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJtTMZqDYI/AAAAAAAABKg/Uma_DtiKGe0/s400/P6231757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJvCM-QwhI/AAAAAAAABKw/T_A6ZvbIRjE/s1600-h/P6241796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350961390902362642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJvCM-QwhI/AAAAAAAABKw/T_A6ZvbIRjE/s400/P6241796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJuMpxM12I/AAAAAAAABKo/qOqlj-5ksUM/s1600-h/P6241794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350960470919272290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJuMpxM12I/AAAAAAAABKo/qOqlj-5ksUM/s400/P6241794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And yes - I'm having a pretty amazing life right now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-8384090124267284428?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8384090124267284428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=8384090124267284428&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8384090124267284428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8384090124267284428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/06/amazing-summer-amazing-life.html' title='Amazing Summer! Amazing Life!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SkJ5ikkDSvI/AAAAAAAABLw/ujACx4qUUe0/s72-c/5091_202718495493_622375493_7334805_2644535_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2930770892859443790</id><published>2009-05-26T01:09:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:26:36.993+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Doesnt Always Turn Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Usually pale white nordic skin that turns very very pink, eventually becomes brown and tanned. In Kariannes case - it turned purple. As I speak, she is lying on the bed, with the back of he thies pealing off minute by minute! Thats what you get from NOT putting suncream on in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really getting used to the heat down here. I dream about air condition at least every 10th minute, but with a bucket of water beside me at all times, it is managable. Today its one week since we arrived, and just like we did last Monday, we are going to a bar at Zicatela beach (google it - Mexican Pipeline, basically massive waves with no swimming possibilities), which luckily for us is the cheapest place we have found so far. But its not like all the beaches here are crazy white water. The last couple of days we have discovered two beautiful beaches a good 15 or 20 minutes walk away, where we can lie down in the shadow under some trees, or go swimming in the brilliant blue water. Good thing Mexican taxis are just as cheap (if not cheaper) than their drinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New people arrive here at the Mayflower every day, and since most of the backpackers here travel alone (I could never do that), everyone is welcome to join the party. I think me and Karianne are the ones who are staying here for the longest period of time out of all the people we have met. They litterally dont believe us when we say that we are staying in the same spot for 4 weeks - it seems 4 weeks is almost a lifetime, and backpackers dont stay more than MAX 2 weeks in the same town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen facilities here are also really good, so instead of going out for dinner every night like we would have done in for example Brazil or any place in Europe, we actually cook our own food bough at the local (crazy messy) supermarket. Like today we bough some chicken, vegetables, yoghurt and some pasta for 100 pesos (50 NOK) :) WE LIKE! Even the laudry service is right across the street, so now most of my clothes are fresh and clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitures are coming - I have a plan o take pictures with my phone, and hopefully they are easier to upload. If not, Ill put them all out when we get to NYC again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you have any questions or anything really - just ask! :) Cause right now its so humid here that i need to finish my bucket of water to manage to think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Have a nice week everyone! Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2930770892859443790?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2930770892859443790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2930770892859443790&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2930770892859443790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2930770892859443790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/05/pink-doesnt-always-turn-brown.html' title='Pink Doesnt Always Turn Brown'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2966931259715567973</id><published>2009-05-21T02:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T03:13:00.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Puerto Escondido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, finally an update! We are now in Mexico, Puerto Escondido. We arrived the 17th of May (happy birtday Norwegians, and even though I sat in an appartment in NYC, watching Eurovision online, OH MY GOD! WHOP WHOP! We won!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are, rain season, which means that yesterday we witnessed the heaviest rain, thunder an lightning Ive ever seen! It was basically crazy. Lying on my bed with my eyes closed, I though my head would explode from the heavy light that went though my head when the lightning struck (right outside our room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we hae been at the beach, which is of now one of our biggest hobbies - along with drinking super cheap beer, and hanging around with all the random surfers and backpackers we meet everywhere. A good combination of Swiss, Australian, Finnish, American and some other people I dont know where come from yet are now sitting in the kitchen in our "youth hostel" called the Mayflower. Mosquitos are flying around like clouds, and the humididty is about 1000%. But either way - we are having the time of our lives! AND there is no chance ou money will run out, cause when i Cuba Libre costs 12 NOK, and a whole pizza is 40 NOK, its all about easy living!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The computer, and the internet connection is shit, so i wont be able to post any pictres tonught, but ill so it as soon as possible! Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2966931259715567973?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2966931259715567973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2966931259715567973&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2966931259715567973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2966931259715567973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/05/puerto-escondido.html' title='Puerto Escondido'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4552473230208588691</id><published>2009-05-16T20:50:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:22:23.538+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Departure Time 6:30 AM May 17th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are some NYC specials. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8RKAR9vsI/AAAAAAAABKI/e6YEGCmpl64/s1600-h/P5141329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8RKAR9vsI/AAAAAAAABKI/e6YEGCmpl64/s400/P5141329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336502947029040834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8R2AjpNfI/AAAAAAAABKY/azmfEt7aygE/s1600-h/P5151355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8R2AjpNfI/AAAAAAAABKY/azmfEt7aygE/s400/P5151355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336503703017436658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8Qxphc-FI/AAAAAAAABKA/GYzP8eg67A0/s1600-h/P5111266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8Qxphc-FI/AAAAAAAABKA/GYzP8eg67A0/s400/P5111266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336502528603125842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8QT-th7dI/AAAAAAAABJ4/Z71NvNxR-U4/s1600-h/P5141339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8QT-th7dI/AAAAAAAABJ4/Z71NvNxR-U4/s400/P5141339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336502018894851538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8QF6F40qI/AAAAAAAABJw/hRBS-dasf5c/s1600-h/P5141343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8QF6F40qI/AAAAAAAABJw/hRBS-dasf5c/s400/P5141343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336501777136669346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8P6ANoYiI/AAAAAAAABJo/Pr-tUM6xEFI/s1600-h/P5141349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8P6ANoYiI/AAAAAAAABJo/Pr-tUM6xEFI/s400/P5141349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336501572621328930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8PmUZQGxI/AAAAAAAABJg/OeNROn6avMk/s1600-h/P5151379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8PmUZQGxI/AAAAAAAABJg/OeNROn6avMk/s400/P5151379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336501234441394962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8PFSwKuyI/AAAAAAAABJY/MJQEFFRe7G0/s1600-h/P5161410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8PFSwKuyI/AAAAAAAABJY/MJQEFFRe7G0/s400/P5161410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336500667064957730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8O4fwWZhI/AAAAAAAABJQ/cWvxkP83878/s1600-h/P5131319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8O4fwWZhI/AAAAAAAABJQ/cWvxkP83878/s400/P5131319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336500447217083922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4552473230208588691?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4552473230208588691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4552473230208588691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4552473230208588691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4552473230208588691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/05/departure-time-630-am-may-17th.html' title='Departure Time 6:30 AM May 17th!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sg8RKAR9vsI/AAAAAAAABKI/e6YEGCmpl64/s72-c/P5141329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2200856164773900759</id><published>2009-05-15T03:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T03:57:57.005+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New York Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is nothing else to say about this place than AWESOMENESS! We are having a blast, both on our own trying to figure his huge city out, and with Andrea running around. Because I forgot to bring my camera cable to Andreas appartment, I won't be able to post any pictures tonight, but I promise you - you'll see some funny shit! Right now we are getting ready to hit a hip hop club in Lower East Side. We have been shopping in SoHo, drinking beer in a pub in Chelsea, lying in the sun in Central Park, having lunch at Hard Rock, torturing the people who works at Billabong Times Square with our random bullshit, after partying at some married couples appartment (then passing out and waking up the morning after a bit disorientated) and had a blast at Ripley's Beieve it or Not museum at 42nd street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're going to Brooklyn to go to a pub with a superhero theme. We got the place recommended by the guy who worked at the Billbong store, and he said that we should (YES) pretend to be suerheroes, but only if we wore capes. We will therefor wear capes. Whop whop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywys - gotta go! But we'll try to update as often as the internet allows us to. Until then we'll make sure we're having an awesome time full of awesomeness, and of course we hope you do the same thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2200856164773900759?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2200856164773900759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2200856164773900759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2200856164773900759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2200856164773900759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-york-baby.html' title='New York Baby!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4323290109495221542</id><published>2009-05-10T21:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:14:35.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Leaving!</title><content type='html'>From tomorrow and until June 22nd, this blog will be (as often as we can) used as a travel blog. The plan as of now is to first spend one week in New York City, then go to Mexico. But since the whole swine influenca hysteria attacketd us, we honestly do not know where we will end up spending our days. anyways - one thing is for sure. We will have an absolutely amazing time, and hopefully the pictures we'll be posting will show just that! Until then, hasta la vista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgcnbCmWv1I/AAAAAAAABJI/Vp8xv9VjQGA/s1600-h/yamambas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgcnbCmWv1I/AAAAAAAABJI/Vp8xv9VjQGA/s400/yamambas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334275629151338322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4323290109495221542?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4323290109495221542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4323290109495221542&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4323290109495221542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4323290109495221542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/05/were-leaving.html' title='We&apos;re Leaving!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgcnbCmWv1I/AAAAAAAABJI/Vp8xv9VjQGA/s72-c/yamambas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5655500106966744144</id><published>2009-05-07T21:33:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:02:22.767+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Hysteria 07/08/09</title><content type='html'>Some (Norwegians) might say that pretending to be a graduate (russ) for a night or two every year is kinda pathetic, but I believe the opposite. I will even go so far as saying it is HEALTHY to be a Norwegian graduate once or twice a year - makes you wake up and stop getting old. At least for a while. At least until the day after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when you feel like a frog with a nail through his foot&lt;/span&gt; - you want to move, but you can't cause it hurts too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM5v3nExdI/AAAAAAAABIg/22Z9uSCsZa4/s1600-h/P5051176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM5v3nExdI/AAAAAAAABIg/22Z9uSCsZa4/s400/P5051176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333169878281274834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM6yoiJmqI/AAAAAAAABIw/D8krrz1FC4I/s1600-h/P5051217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM6yoiJmqI/AAAAAAAABIw/D8krrz1FC4I/s400/P5051217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333171025285323426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and and my bestest companion in our usual style - even so stylish that we managed to get thrown out of a girl bus called Twister (shame on you brats!), because apparently we were too cool (too drunk). Isn't that what the graduation celebration is all about? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE I MISSED THE WHOLE POINT?&lt;/span&gt; Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM6CyQLpvI/AAAAAAAABIo/KZjjKhxp2t4/s1600-h/P5051193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM6CyQLpvI/AAAAAAAABIo/KZjjKhxp2t4/s400/P5051193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333170203260593906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM7ZdD-VnI/AAAAAAAABJA/JZ_PRh0nY2k/s1600-h/P5051226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM7ZdD-VnI/AAAAAAAABJA/JZ_PRh0nY2k/s400/P5051226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333171692220864114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But a little setback didn't stop us, as we are superhero russ. We hijacked a bus called Bjelleklang (Jinglebells), where all the boys on it wore Santa outfits. One of the poor boys on that bus is actually our lovely friend Cass' (the guy in the turquoise metallic leggings) little brother. This poor boy were kidnapped by me and Karianne, while we retold his family history to him, and forsed him to kiss us so that we could brag (laugh) about it to Cass. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This boy is now traumatized for life. Please sue us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM7BYTHs3I/AAAAAAAABI4/rnJYXbrF5fM/s1600-h/P5051229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM7BYTHs3I/AAAAAAAABI4/rnJYXbrF5fM/s400/P5051229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333171278625354610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is the evidence that we actually DID kidnap Cass' brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5655500106966744144?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5655500106966744144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5655500106966744144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5655500106966744144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5655500106966744144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation-hysteria-070809.html' title='Graduation Hysteria 07/08/09'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SgM5v3nExdI/AAAAAAAABIg/22Z9uSCsZa4/s72-c/P5051176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-6860931939889721771</id><published>2009-05-04T19:06:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:41:29.530+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy My Little Pony</title><content type='html'>Good vibrations this weekend, even so good that Thomas' head were sat on fire. Sunday was spent mostly in cars. After cleaning the apartment (not really, we just got all the trash out, and dragged our bags to the car), Ole Kristian came with his taxi. Ole Kristian works at Hemsedal Taxi, and after talking to another taxi dude on his walkie talkie, we suddenly had two taxis outside the apartment! The taxi drivers were stuffed in one of the taxis while me and Karianne hijacked the other. Result: We offered people free taxi over the walkie talkie, and had an almost-rave party jumping up and down in our seats. Then we (totally exhausted) drove home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8hxbc-dhI/AAAAAAAABHw/bYnwxVPfgOU/s1600-h/P5020035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8hxbc-dhI/AAAAAAAABHw/bYnwxVPfgOU/s400/P5020035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332017616896554514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me - Karianne - Jesper - Marcus (?) - Yngve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8jAMFn3BI/AAAAAAAABIA/fu2hjeK8FiA/s1600-h/P5020099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8jAMFn3BI/AAAAAAAABIA/fu2hjeK8FiA/s400/P5020099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332018969981738002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8iGuBF7mI/AAAAAAAABH4/e4WLZDLSXfo/s1600-h/P5020029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8iGuBF7mI/AAAAAAAABH4/e4WLZDLSXfo/s400/P5020029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332017982657130082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cass on the roof in metallic turquoise leggings shaking his arse off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to Bærum last night, to Karianne's house. Today we walked around at the mall - Sandvika Storsenter, buying lots of random stuff that we'll bring out tomorrow when we're going out with the RUSS. Going out with a bus called Twister for some russ-fun. Who says you can't be russ even though you graduated two years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8joKhFh1I/AAAAAAAABIQ/2Lx9gMqesGI/s1600-h/iPhone+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8joKhFh1I/AAAAAAAABIQ/2Lx9gMqesGI/s400/iPhone+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332019656754825042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Toys R' Us is heaven for 21 year old girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8mAzCubzI/AAAAAAAABIY/Y1KRqFAEcAE/s1600-h/iPhone+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8mAzCubzI/AAAAAAAABIY/Y1KRqFAEcAE/s400/iPhone+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332022278973452082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our two new My Little Pony's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-6860931939889721771?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6860931939889721771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=6860931939889721771&amp;isPopup=true' title='59 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6860931939889721771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6860931939889721771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-my-little-pony.html' title='Crazy My Little Pony'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sf8hxbc-dhI/AAAAAAAABHw/bYnwxVPfgOU/s72-c/P5020035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>59</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1178729345919942099</id><published>2009-05-02T14:12:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:39:07.338+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbies In Wonderland</title><content type='html'>Me and Karianne were called something new - something we never thought anyone would call us - yesterday. We were called BARBIES! That describes how random Hemsedal is this weekend. So many people! Me, Karianne, Cass, Yngve and Magne are all stashed in one little apartment, and it's all very cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After arriving 12 yesterday, we sat outside in the sun until it was time to hit the afterski. Lots of people I haven't met in a long time, cold beer and live music by some tacky Swedish coverband. Highclass! The night was spent in the apartment, where we sort of had a little party with random strangers who lives next door, and then at Hemsen for some dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up, extremely convinced that the two people lying next to me, were two strangers that had been having sex while I was asleep. (A totally natural thought by the way - happens all the time). When I poked the girl, and asked who she was, answered me with a suprised look and said "It's me!". Only then did I realize that the girl next to me was Karianne, and the boy was Cass. (They had not been having sex, it was only me that had been in a coma with a very wierd imagination).  The apartment looked like death reborn, so after hoovering and cleaning the floors, we all ate pancakes for breakfast. Now me and Karianne are chilling alone, while the boys are at Hemsedal Sport, and picking up Thomas (who didn't manage to get up yesterday morning, missed his train, and was stuck in Hafjell). The first beer of the day is popped - and I must say: I have had better days. But nothing's like a hotdog straight from the "engangsgrill" (BBQ) so I think I'll manage after some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw522dXJvI/AAAAAAAABHA/Fle-v3kYjkc/s1600-h/P5011092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw522dXJvI/AAAAAAAABHA/Fle-v3kYjkc/s400/P5011092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331199673394210546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw6dQS227I/AAAAAAAABHQ/QpXPqbzFZ2Y/s1600-h/P5011096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw6dQS227I/AAAAAAAABHQ/QpXPqbzFZ2Y/s400/P5011096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331200333164501938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw6KKOtYPI/AAAAAAAABHI/2A8iyf1TmE8/s1600-h/P5011101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw6KKOtYPI/AAAAAAAABHI/2A8iyf1TmE8/s400/P5011101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331200005118976242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw9s036x9I/AAAAAAAABHo/egTxeMk_oso/s1600-h/P5011103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw9s036x9I/AAAAAAAABHo/egTxeMk_oso/s400/P5011103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331203899216545746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw6y-CIWHI/AAAAAAAABHY/X7NrynV-ytk/s1600-h/P5011118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw6y-CIWHI/AAAAAAAABHY/X7NrynV-ytk/s400/P5011118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331200706219628658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw7IbMcxHI/AAAAAAAABHg/xNuilTIijVg/s1600-h/P5011122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw7IbMcxHI/AAAAAAAABHg/xNuilTIijVg/s400/P5011122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331201074824791154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a nice weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1178729345919942099?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1178729345919942099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1178729345919942099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1178729345919942099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1178729345919942099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/05/barbies-in-wonderland.html' title='Barbies In Wonderland'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sfw522dXJvI/AAAAAAAABHA/Fle-v3kYjkc/s72-c/P5011092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-8764271753942789446</id><published>2009-04-28T20:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:46:49.238+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Shorts On Heels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfdFRfc2m5I/AAAAAAAABG4/kMSDZeLbuRY/s1600-h/C_2000008060004_1_34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfdFRfc2m5I/AAAAAAAABG4/kMSDZeLbuRY/s400/C_2000008060004_1_34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329804850818882450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New boardshorts from O'neill. I love it! Got it from my parents after their weekend in Spain, and it fit perfectly! (The colours are so much more intense in "real life").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I've popped a box of sleeping pills, cause I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open. Starting work 8:30 am tomorrow as well, so I can just as well go to bed early, and sleep for the looongest time. *Yaaawn* The lack of interesting things to put my head around, results in little or no inspiration to write, and I recon the fact that I prefer to sit as still as possible after work, results  in even lower energy level. Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will admit it now - I AM LAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I've realized that I that I wish that I could wear high heals. How's that for a whish! Is that something students do? Maybe I should give it a go this autumn? Interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-8764271753942789446?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8764271753942789446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=8764271753942789446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8764271753942789446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8764271753942789446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazy-shorts-on-heels.html' title='Lazy Shorts On Heels'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfdFRfc2m5I/AAAAAAAABG4/kMSDZeLbuRY/s72-c/C_2000008060004_1_34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-9039774744565047576</id><published>2009-04-27T13:36:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:12:41.351+02:00</updated><title type='text'>You've Got The Flu?</title><content type='html'>SO seriously, could this whole swine influenca come at a worse time? It is officially the worst timing I've ever witnessed - and experienced. What will now happen to our Mexico trip? BAH! I don't know what's gonna happen, and I really don't want to think about it, but I guess I have to. If we are advised NOT to go to Puerto Escondido, we'll just have to try to change our tickets, and go to Brasil. Cause I really don't want to get the flu - jævla svin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swine influenza A virus infection (swine flu) can cause a wide range of symptoms, including fever, cough, sore throat, body aches, headache, chills and fatigue.  Some people have reported diarrhea and vomiting associated with swine flu.  People with swine flu also can have vomiting and diarrhea.  Like seasonal flu, swine flu in humans can vary in severity from mild to severe.Severe disease with pneumonia, respiratory failure and even death is possible with swine flu infection. Certain groups might be more likely to develop a severe illness from swine flu infection, such as persons with chronic medical conditions.  Sometimes bacterial infections may occur at the same time as or after infection with influenza viruses and lead to pneumonias, ear infections, or sinus infections.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Want to read more about this stuff, check it out here: &lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/swineflu/guidance_homecare.htm?s_cid=tw_epr_61"&gt;Centers for Disease Control and Prevention&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This Saturday, I was at Sandra's house celebrating her 21st birthday. Afterwards we went out in Drøbak. It was all good times, but why is it that I always feel so embarrassed after a night out in my home town? I don't think I act more (or less) stupid than I always do, but there's something about having 100 pair of judging eyes - eyes that have seen me and known me since I was ugly and 13 years old all goofy and akward. I can't say I like it too much. It's fun then and there, but somehow, being home pratying with old friends, makes me just so insecure I was eight years ago.  Funny isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfWdeacp6vI/AAAAAAAABGg/_cF6bZucDcw/s1600-h/n511455549_2510787_4689540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfWdeacp6vI/AAAAAAAABGg/_cF6bZucDcw/s400/n511455549_2510787_4689540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329338879883995890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Birthday girl Sandra (left) and Christina (right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfWdlBQ-hhI/AAAAAAAABGo/Q54eMcRDHe0/s1600-h/n511455549_2510967_1764062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfWdlBQ-hhI/AAAAAAAABGo/Q54eMcRDHe0/s400/n511455549_2510967_1764062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329338993383212562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfWd5zBFMAI/AAAAAAAABGw/UwRstYTJ1wU/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfWd5zBFMAI/AAAAAAAABGw/UwRstYTJ1wU/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329339350335696898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stole the pictures off Sandra's facebook. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, and by the way - the grumpyness is starting to go away. So does the beer + pizza + hamburgers + Villa Champagnebrus from 5 months at Hafjell. Whop whop! (my two favourite new words, the one can't be without the other - whop whop!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, and don't eat swine, and don't get the flu. Or was it don't get swine and don't eat flu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-9039774744565047576?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/9039774744565047576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=9039774744565047576&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/9039774744565047576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/9039774744565047576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/youve-got-flu.html' title='You&apos;ve Got The Flu?'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfWdeacp6vI/AAAAAAAABGg/_cF6bZucDcw/s72-c/n511455549_2510787_4689540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2868034300558160232</id><published>2009-04-24T20:05:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:32:15.348+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpy Summer Experiments</title><content type='html'>Trying to get ready for the bikini season, so I'm walking around constantly hungry. Funny how when you try NOT to eat (as much as before), all you think about is how hungry you are!? I guess its all about getting used to not eating whenever I feel like stuffing something in my mouth - which is quite often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfIETVPtdeI/AAAAAAAABGY/p_WyDrlWQ30/s1600-h/DSC03857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfIETVPtdeI/AAAAAAAABGY/p_WyDrlWQ30/s400/DSC03857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328326039299782114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can easily just eat cake for the rest of my life. Cake and chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even as uncomfortalbe this whole experiment is for me, I bet it's even more uncomfortable for the people around me. When I'm hungry I get grumpy, even angry for the tinyest things. Like when my computer cable is stuck to the cables from my external harddrive, iPod charger, camera charger, lamp and/or all the other chargers and cables that live under my bed. Or when my little sister is humming the most irritating melody ever over and OVER again out loud from every corner of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I'm trying to say, is that I hope my little get-ready-for-summer experiment will be successful. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm getting slim, and I'm getting a tan&lt;/span&gt;. Consider summer for started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfICaow51DI/AAAAAAAABGQ/gc5H18mDy58/s1600-h/diet+in+veggies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfICaow51DI/AAAAAAAABGQ/gc5H18mDy58/s400/diet+in+veggies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328323965775107122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PS: it's not that I think 'm fat, and I don't mean to encourage people to loose weight. I just figured this is a good time to become a bit more healthy, and maybe in that process feel a bit more ready to run around in my bikini.. starting May 18th :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2868034300558160232?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2868034300558160232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2868034300558160232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2868034300558160232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2868034300558160232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/grumpy-summer-experiments.html' title='Grumpy Summer Experiments'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SfIETVPtdeI/AAAAAAAABGY/p_WyDrlWQ30/s72-c/DSC03857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5724277085669930384</id><published>2009-04-22T16:53:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:21:45.274+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So Ready, Så Klar!</title><content type='html'>Okey, so here's our flight plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11 May 2009 07:50 - Leave Oslo for New York city (pitstop Heathrow, London)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17 May 2009 17:20 - Leve New York City for Mexico City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18 May 2009 13:55 - Leave Mexico City for Puerto Escondido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the dates are correct. We will spend 16 hours in Mexico City before our next flight leaves (both ways). This quality time will be spent on staring at Mexicans, probably buying a lot of useless stuff, and perhaps meet some interesting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 30 nights in Puerto Escondide - also known as the Mexican Pipeline (not that we are able to surf, or even liked it when we tried over and over again in Brasil), we go back to NYC for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17 June 2009 15:40 - Leave Puerto Escondido for Mexico City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18 June 2009 16:50 - Leave Mexico City for New York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22 June 2009 19:05 - Leave New York City for Oslo (pitstop Heathrow, London)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically we're going through five different airports and four different countries. Good thing we have good company in each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se8zo9nerYI/AAAAAAAABGI/tI_qF6r_GvI/s1600-h/181107+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se8zo9nerYI/AAAAAAAABGI/tI_qF6r_GvI/s400/181107+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327533663030521218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we got all the flight tickets for 8000 NOK (ca. £800), which is a whole lot less than I thought we would end up spending. Sooo - that means I actually have a fair chance to have money left! Yiiiha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, and I'm just working at my old job these weeks before I leave. Hemsedal 1st of May weekend, and then work work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Any exciting summer plans out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5724277085669930384?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5724277085669930384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5724277085669930384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5724277085669930384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5724277085669930384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-ready-sa-klar.html' title='So Ready, Så Klar!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se8zo9nerYI/AAAAAAAABGI/tI_qF6r_GvI/s72-c/181107+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-7035752768327897021</id><published>2009-04-21T00:31:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T01:18:36.021+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaccination Schemes Are Just As Good As An Old Book</title><content type='html'>Got my vaccines taken today - Hepatitis A and something called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Typhoid"&gt;Typhoid&lt;/a&gt;, which I figured I didn't want to risk getting while playing Happy Fun Time in Mexico. I know it's been a lot of talk about this trip, but to be honest, there's a lot of stuff to figure out. And I've kinda ended up as the organizer/fixer/travel guide of all this, so it takes up much of my spare time. At least until everything is booked and sorted out. (Oh, and I sort of like to fix thigs like these, so it's not like I want to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Todays accomplishment: Booking tickets from Mexcio City to Puerto Escondido and back. Next plan: book tickets from NYC to Mexico City and back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make both flights connect the best possible was has been more difficult than i thought it would be, and it seems that we have to "chill" at Mexico City airport for about 16 hours both ways. Exciting? Oh, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se0ANuFLamI/AAAAAAAABFw/UrNIWW7FW9I/s1600-h/P4201052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se0ANuFLamI/AAAAAAAABFw/UrNIWW7FW9I/s400/P4201052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326914169957214818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se0AdXdpzPI/AAAAAAAABGA/gzasHvF47HA/s1600-h/P4201055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se0AdXdpzPI/AAAAAAAABGA/gzasHvF47HA/s400/P4201055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326914438763760882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess what!? Did you know you can take Gossip Girl Tour in NYC and visit the all the different locations? There might be a slightly (very) big possibility that we might perhaps end up on one of those tours. AND: Andrea, our friend who lives there, knows people who have met the GG guys! Oh dear! This WILL be the best vacation/summer EVER! Bought a travel guide for NYC today as well. Probably come in handy as we try to find our way around the tube. Thank God we have Andrea to write us a list of necessary facts/places to go/things to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've been reading other good books than my vaccination card lately. I've been reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt; again, and you know what? It's even better this time! A little break from reality into the world of beautiful vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se0AXspMbAI/AAAAAAAABF4/8gkhBPcBsgM/s1600-h/P4201046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se0AXspMbAI/AAAAAAAABF4/8gkhBPcBsgM/s400/P4201046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326914341370096642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've also invested (read: wasted?) money in a bikini with unicorns and rainbows on, and a very colourful dress on sale. I feel deeply from the deepest of my insides that I truely need these two (three) pieces. If I could only buyy everything from Insight, I would be the coolest, freshest 80s chicken around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sez_azeWyNI/AAAAAAAABFg/fWL9Klot7Yo/s1600-h/P4201045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sez_azeWyNI/AAAAAAAABFg/fWL9Klot7Yo/s400/P4201045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326913295231666386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se0AGqd2nxI/AAAAAAAABFo/JXDS6_H5QFw/s1600-h/P4201051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se0AGqd2nxI/AAAAAAAABFo/JXDS6_H5QFw/s400/P4201051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326914048727883538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XOXO - your Gossip Girl - tells you all you want to know about Neonfantastic and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-7035752768327897021?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7035752768327897021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=7035752768327897021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7035752768327897021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7035752768327897021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/vaccination-schemes-are-just-as-good-as.html' title='Vaccination Schemes Are Just As Good As An Old Book'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Se0ANuFLamI/AAAAAAAABFw/UrNIWW7FW9I/s72-c/P4201052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5792351405071320928</id><published>2009-04-18T19:32:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:45:47.008+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Påskestav, Hoppestokk &amp; Wordplay</title><content type='html'>Yes - no - to get to the other side 1,77645..&lt;br /&gt;Good times, the sun's got his nose in the clouds sort of speak. Its not out, but that doesn't stop us. Hafjell is fun. Have you seen our Easter stick (påskestav)? It's amazing - you should smell it. It can do all sort of stuff, like mix your drink, and make marcupials break dance. Check it out on YouTube. Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeoPcqkgf_I/AAAAAAAABFQ/Vk7lumidOmw/s1600-h/P4170984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeoPcqkgf_I/AAAAAAAABFQ/Vk7lumidOmw/s400/P4170984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326086494457200626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeoP7sVzcOI/AAAAAAAABFY/AHXuJUPA90k/s1600-h/P4180998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeoP7sVzcOI/AAAAAAAABFY/AHXuJUPA90k/s400/P4180998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326087027508343010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5792351405071320928?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5792351405071320928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5792351405071320928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5792351405071320928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5792351405071320928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/paskestav-hoppestokk-wordplay.html' title='Påskestav, Hoppestokk &amp;amp; Wordplay'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeoPcqkgf_I/AAAAAAAABFQ/Vk7lumidOmw/s72-c/P4170984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2346091134707992505</id><published>2009-04-16T20:07:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:45:39.546+02:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Pack When You've Just Unpacked</title><content type='html'>Leaving for Hafjell tomorrow. Back for a little "lynvisitt" (lightening visit?). Don't know why really, just seemed like a smart thing to do. So I take the bus to Oslo straight after work, and then Karianne picks me up at the Central Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I have to burn some CD's for the drive. Good thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want new clothes as well. I like the blog &lt;a href="http://www.befrassy.com/"&gt;Be Frassy&lt;/a&gt;, and I think I want quite a lot of her clothes. Better have a look at the attic before the summer, and see if I can find some old treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its acutally not easy to pack when you've just unpacked. First of all, most of my (favourite) clothes need to be washed/cleaned, and secondly - I'm sick and tired of most of them anyways. And I don't feel like anything looks good on me at the moment. I think I need a summer touch up! Might have something to do with the almost grey-blue-ish colour of my pale skin, the amount of shitty food I've consumed the last month, and the fact that I've been very good at sitting down while not working. Winter is nice, cause you can hide in your (at least I can in my) big clothes, but when the summer suddenly arrives, its like getting a bucket of ice over your head that flushes all your clothes away. Shit, what to do. better start working on it. Pronto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND - if that's not enough, my wisdom tooth is starting to break its way through my gums. Feels slightly like I've bitten the inside of my cheek combined with the feeling of just pulled a tooth out. Very nice indeed. But it's an interesting project - How Big Will The Wisdome Tooth Get? I know that it doesn't actually GROW, but it's certainly doing something. Maybe I should try to put it on a diet? No Sugar for you Mister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sed7aMiEPqI/AAAAAAAABFI/XyEe8GeVVcs/s1600-h/megogrotta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sed7aMiEPqI/AAAAAAAABFI/XyEe8GeVVcs/s400/megogrotta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325360774359826082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2346091134707992505?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2346091134707992505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2346091134707992505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2346091134707992505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2346091134707992505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-pack-when-youve-just-unpacked.html' title='How To Pack When You&apos;ve Just Unpacked'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sed7aMiEPqI/AAAAAAAABFI/XyEe8GeVVcs/s72-c/megogrotta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2528710368595801609</id><published>2009-04-15T18:59:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:25:20.545+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fix Fax And Other Flexing Foxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeYTFKmd9BI/AAAAAAAABE4/aiwXBJoJtkY/s1600-h/P4140970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324964588878165010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeYTFKmd9BI/AAAAAAAABE4/aiwXBJoJtkY/s400/P4140970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Helga. She likes Folkøl (strong beer), and the movies Kopps and Slim Susie. I like Folkøl and the movies Kopps and Slim Susie. In fact - these two films are two of the most entertaining films I've ever seen. Yesterday me and Helga watched Kopps and Slim Susie, and drank Folkøl. Very entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this entertaining entertainment, we watched Twilight. Again. Still just as entertaining as always. Still, after watching it al least 10 times before. Ahh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the decition is almost made - we're going to Puerto Escondido, and staying there for 4,5 weeks. Not that we surf, we're just gonna enjoy the nice view of all the fit surfers! yeah! So next step is booking our flights from JFK to Puerto. Good thing I'm working the next 3 weeks until we leave, cause I think I might need some extra money. I have no clue of how much i need, but I know one thing - I'm good at spending them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324969048412601218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeYXIvqVO4I/AAAAAAAABFA/l-LFJcUcAkE/s400/n622250369_2296116_7963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Puerto Escondido - taken by Elena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2528710368595801609?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2528710368595801609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2528710368595801609&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2528710368595801609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2528710368595801609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/fix-fax-and-other-flexing-foxes.html' title='Fix Fax And Other Flexing Foxes'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeYTFKmd9BI/AAAAAAAABE4/aiwXBJoJtkY/s72-c/P4140970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4839487559903641065</id><published>2009-04-14T12:38:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:16:26.966+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Reality Yet Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, so I haven't written anything for a week. I don't have any good excuse, but I do have a reason: Easter Holiday! 10 days of great fun. Since last time I've been having my last days at the skischool, run around with light sabors, and packed all my things and moved back to Drøbak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many good memories, which at this moment seems like a big blurr - they all kinda blend together. Did I actually work Mon-Fri last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Easter has been put together by happenings such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Madagaskar marathon (especially nr. 2 on repeat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mocking/staring at tacky rich people at Gaiastove (see picture of rich tacky man in golden down jacket with fur neck)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner at McDonalds in Lillehammer and shopping with no money at Strandtorget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beer drinking in the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sketchy rides down from Gaiastova around 8 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Balloon parties 4 am in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Team building &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Competing in Mini ski World Championship (no one won, cause all the contestants were disqualified due to drug use and cheating)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Afterski with Mum + meeting Christian, and deciding that when we're 30, we're getting married (huh?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Loosing my phone (somewhere around the house) and getting a new one that I don't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally booking our New York ticket (May 11th - June 22nd!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eating a lot of chicken + pasta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Packing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saying my goodbye's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unpacking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324497602328396066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeRqW-I0ASI/AAAAAAAABEY/uqW4MtwfMuY/s400/P4090872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324500625024478402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeRtG6jt7MI/AAAAAAAABEg/hQTPJTAXTg4/s400/P4120926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324500973441552322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeRtbMg0j8I/AAAAAAAABEo/mafqP_BIm6U/s400/P4120954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324497311976918466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeRqGEfoDcI/AAAAAAAABEQ/N_y8ZsM_BTQ/s400/P4060847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324497210276540658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeRqAJoXcPI/AAAAAAAABEI/xBK4TQzNXd8/s400/P4110881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324501216912866834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeRtpXg5_hI/AAAAAAAABEw/6xqjx7UrQhw/s400/P4120951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now I'm at home in Drøbak, and back to work at teskje tomorrow. The plan is to go to Hemsedal 1st of May for some killer action, and then go back here, lock myself up and not spending any money at all before leaving for our adventure. The next step is now to fix flight tickets to Mexico - we just need to figure out where we're going. Puerto Escondido or Cancún? Anyone have any oppinions on that matter? &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0pt; BORDER-TOP: 0pt; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4839487559903641065?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4839487559903641065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4839487559903641065&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4839487559903641065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4839487559903641065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-reality-yet-again.html' title='Back To Reality Yet Again'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SeRqW-I0ASI/AAAAAAAABEY/uqW4MtwfMuY/s72-c/P4090872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-425896966354083912</id><published>2009-04-07T00:31:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:45:15.844+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockaway Steady Boat, Wave Wave!</title><content type='html'>I've lost my phone... somewehere around the house. I had it before I left for work yesterday. I overlsept, went to the car, realized I had forgot my phone, went back to get it and didn't find it. Searched for it when I came home after work, and I still couldn't find it. Now, a day after, it's still gone, and I feel really sad. I know now that I'm addicted to my phone - it's my way to contact reality. I feel isolated! But thanks to my mum, I'll get a new phone on Thursday if I can't fint the old shitty one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdqD5THO61I/AAAAAAAABDw/iqY8z_SAWBM/s1600-h/P4060844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321710930098056018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdqD5THO61I/AAAAAAAABDw/iqY8z_SAWBM/s400/P4060844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321711248006889794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdqELzamwUI/AAAAAAAABD4/kOXogGDDZLY/s400/P4060851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdqDa8OTa9I/AAAAAAAABDo/bB1t5AgVjxQ/s1600-h/P4060839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321710408557620178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdqDa8OTa9I/AAAAAAAABDo/bB1t5AgVjxQ/s400/P4060839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321712945697837202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdqFunzq0JI/AAAAAAAABEA/LPL-hqnQ-M0/s400/P4060853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today after work we went to Gaiastova for some afterski. I'm still very sunburned even though I had on spf 30!!! My hand are even sunburned because I didn't have gloves on during my lessons. how random is that! I like easter. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna see my sister's blog, check out &lt;a href="http://sophieparker.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sophie Parker&lt;/a&gt;. I would say she's like a mini-me writing in Norwegian.. haha! Funny funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-425896966354083912?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/425896966354083912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=425896966354083912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/425896966354083912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/425896966354083912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/rockaway-steady-boat-wave-wave.html' title='Rockaway Steady Boat, Wave Wave!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdqD5THO61I/AAAAAAAABDw/iqY8z_SAWBM/s72-c/P4060844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-8059481277632025446</id><published>2009-04-04T14:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:35:59.284+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lobster And Butterflies Smells Like Blue Skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SddQJubGNeI/AAAAAAAABDg/ApNTnmBVCPI/s1600-h/P4040833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320809612772259298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SddQJubGNeI/AAAAAAAABDg/ApNTnmBVCPI/s400/P4040833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey ya! I'm sitting inside the lift house right now. Figured i had to go inside to let my face rest a bit. It's getting pretty pink/tanned, but I can't overdo it (which i probably already have done..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've downloaded P3 Juntafil and Drillpikene Podcasts on my iPod, so now I'm sitting on a chair outside in the sun, trying my best not to laugh. Cause you see, laughing while sitting by myself watching Danish people trying to figure out how to ski, might be considered rude. They don't know what I'm laughing about, and it's not actually un-funny to watch them either.. I've just done it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm heading back in the sun. Cheese Doodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-8059481277632025446?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8059481277632025446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=8059481277632025446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8059481277632025446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8059481277632025446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/lobster-and-butterflies-smells-like.html' title='Lobster And Butterflies Smells Like Blue Skies'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SddQJubGNeI/AAAAAAAABDg/ApNTnmBVCPI/s72-c/P4040833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-6636112121844949339</id><published>2009-04-03T17:23:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:36:45.308+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Google My Goggle Burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdYqQSE_GUI/AAAAAAAABDY/D3XrVwcsQNU/s1600-h/P4030833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320486469003843906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdYqQSE_GUI/AAAAAAAABDY/D3XrVwcsQNU/s400/P4030833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdYqChUqM3I/AAAAAAAABDI/fPYDp9ccXEY/s1600-h/P4030839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320486232577946482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdYqChUqM3I/AAAAAAAABDI/fPYDp9ccXEY/s400/P4030839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Didn't have anything to do at work today, so I fell asleep in the sun. I am now the happy owner of a sunburn/kindof goggle tan. Sleeping has been my biggest project today, and I think I'm gonna continue sleeping throughout this friday night. Charging the batteries for the upcoming week that starts tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Speaking of tomorrow - tomorrow I'm working at the lift again, which means that my plans for going afterskiing at Gaia is ruined. I close the lift when all the other lifts close (4:30), so not really much hope for Miss. Parker there. I just have to stay at home and wait for Karianne and Cass who will arrive sometime around 7ish. Then again - want to give the batteries a soft start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So whatever mountain you are on, or if you're at home reading for you exams. If you are cross country skiing, boarding or sledging down from afterski - I wish you all a:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy easter - tomorrow hell breaks loose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-6636112121844949339?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6636112121844949339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=6636112121844949339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6636112121844949339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6636112121844949339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/google-my-goggle-burn.html' title='Google My Goggle Burn'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdYqQSE_GUI/AAAAAAAABDY/D3XrVwcsQNU/s72-c/P4030833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2884430327131473718</id><published>2009-04-02T22:11:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:23:29.445+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused But Ready</title><content type='html'>I'm sad tonight, and I don't even have a reason to. I'm sad cause I miss people. I miss people here, and I haven't even left yet! How horribly sad is that? Did I waste too much time spending alone in my room up here? I'm confused cause I hate not knowing what I'm doing, and where I'm going to end up the next months/years. Even though I take everyday as it comes, I still like to know certain things. I'm confused cause I'm a big mess on the inside. Meeting so many amazing people, who I don't know if I'm gonna see again (any time soon) breaks my heart, and I really really feel stupid cause I just realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey! Didn't a wise Umpa Lumpa/Oompa Loompa once say that "we need to think positive and dance!"? So this last week here at Hafjell is going to be the best. Late night and early mornings will go hand in hand, just to make the most out of it. If the sun don't shine, I will wear so much neon coloured clothes that I will MAKE it shine. I'll even put on tons of TIROLER HOCHGEBRIGS LATCHENKIEFERSALBE (alpefett) and force on a goggle tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my summerplans:&lt;br /&gt;(too many people to visit, too little time unfortunately, but I can always wish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;See Elena in Vienna or Lom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manchester to see Emily&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go see Franny in Bournemouth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Folgefonna and eat pizza with Magne at his restaurant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drøbak with the old gang, hopefully some boat fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New York/Mexico with Karianne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Copenhagen to see Sarah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lazy days in Oslo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stryn skiing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find an apartment in Oslo OR moving to Sheffield&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work at Teskje&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys. Tank you for making this season awesome. Thanks to Magne for being my Maggie, thanks to Thomas for being Skipper Thomas always full of fun and thanks to Franny for listening to all my nonsence and always being my personal teddybear. And yes. If you like, you can see this as a tribute Franny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you see a very neon-ish person walking towards you, it's a fairly good chance it's me popping by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320201641014059746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdUnNHIX4uI/AAAAAAAABDA/oEH24adZ670/s400/DSC_0198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2884430327131473718?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2884430327131473718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2884430327131473718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2884430327131473718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2884430327131473718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/04/confused-but-ready.html' title='Confused But Ready'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdUnNHIX4uI/AAAAAAAABDA/oEH24adZ670/s72-c/DSC_0198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1796387237703370752</id><published>2009-03-31T20:53:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:43:49.642+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oompa Loompa Tribute</title><content type='html'>If you ask some of the people I hang out with a lot up here what I want the most, I believe they'll come up with an answer pretty fast. You see, I'm in love with Oompa Loompas. First i thought that it was written Ompa Lompas, then I had a go on Umpa Lumpa, before I realised I was so wrong. Show some respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So here's the crack: I really really so much want an Oompa Loompa that can make me breakfast, create the candy of my dreams and sing awesome songs whenever and wherever, while they dance syncronized. According to some very reliable sources, Oompa Loompas are small people from Loompaland, who used to work at the Willy Wonka chocolate factory. They love to sing, and are very good workers, but what they love most of all is cocoa beans. Since the Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory shut down sometime in the last atmosphere, they all went back to Loompaland. Since Willy Wonka also disappeared strangely and invisibly sometime in the last atmosphere (due to bad clockwork, no one can really say when or where this was. One can only guess), there are no evidence of the exact location of Loompaland. Rumours say that Willy Wonka is currently a resident in Loompaland, figuring as the King's right hand in all the important matters that affects a small country like Loompaland and others like it. My wish is therefor to 1. find an adress to Loompaland, 2. write a letter to the King/Willy Wonka, and 3. invite one of the Oompa Loompas to come and stay with me. Of course I will supply him with cocoa beans, a bed and an occational shower if he needs it. All I ask for is the best chocolate in the world, entertainment and a servant. I think this little deal will work out fine, and I'm definitely not worried that my proposal will be turned down. The question is whether I will be able to find this amazing land, and whether they have a postal service, so that I can get in touch without having to travel there. Risky, thinking about the jungle and that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, if you are one of those (ignorant) people who think that "of course Oompa Loompas and Willy Wonka still produces chocolate" - you are very wrong my friend. The Willy Wonka bars nowadays are products of Nestle. I quote: "An actual candy bar was made by the &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Willy Wonka Candy Company" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Willy_Wonka_Candy_Company"&gt;Willy Wonka Candy Company&lt;/a&gt;, a division of &lt;a title="Nestlé" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nestl%C3%A9"&gt;Nestlé&lt;/a&gt;" (Wikipedia). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here are some of the last pictures that where taken while they were still working at the Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319433704776016770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdJsxVtqI4I/AAAAAAAABCo/anoRssuql3w/s400/ch_042DeepRoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319433812561604898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdJs3nPvsSI/AAAAAAAABCw/IBIEartnUGo/s400/DeepRoy_CharlieChocolate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319433921391711602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdJs98q3VXI/AAAAAAAABC4/fLGe4-JwqUo/s400/WK_0_wk14Oompa_218111_0714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ljro7mkd-EQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ljro7mkd-EQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this goes out to all of you: Watch out for Oompa Loompas!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;According to old legends, they are expected to visit soon, since we are now almost half way through a new atmosphere. They will pop up anywhere, and hopefully everywhere. So if you see one or maybe ten - make sure you tell me, so that I can get in touch. I appreciate it. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1796387237703370752?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1796387237703370752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1796387237703370752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1796387237703370752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1796387237703370752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/oompa-loompa-tribute.html' title='Oompa Loompa Tribute'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdJsxVtqI4I/AAAAAAAABCo/anoRssuql3w/s72-c/ch_042DeepRoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-6332547225172386861</id><published>2009-03-31T16:58:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:55:34.299+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much To Do, And Nothing Gets Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know that feeling. Everything is just piling up, and I can't make myself do any of it. Like wash clothes, pay bills, check my bankaccount, wax my skis, order my NY ticket (I know, should have done it last week), and last but not least: blog! Since last time, I've been busy having fun. Me and Karianne found the most amazing tomatoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319369451603962242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdIyVT_rKYI/AAAAAAAABCI/U6YZtQGYjuQ/s400/P3290821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"Hey, my name is Cherry, and I'm SØT &amp;amp; SAFTIG" (sweet &amp;amp; juicy). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If my name was Cherry, I would definitely use that as a pickupline. Or maybe not. Tacky much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319373207324653826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdI1v7JQ-QI/AAAAAAAABCg/yFzHHgxOalc/s400/P3290827.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deep conversation 1 - Karianne + Ole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319371031117921458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdIzxQJJfLI/AAAAAAAABCY/SHVlDg1HCGQ/s400/P3300832.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deep conversation 2 - Me + Francis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this weekend (+ Thursday) has contained several very deep conversations (far deep under the table people danced on), lots of films, dancing (with ski boots on), litres of "Brus med Fruktsmak" (fizzydrink) from First Price, sore legs from God knows what, and finally drama drama drama. It actually seems like the drama has been building up all season, and now when we're getting to the end, everything's getting out. Trying my best to stay out of it, but since I'm a slave for gossip (girl), it's not always easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you have a nice and eventful weekend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-6332547225172386861?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6332547225172386861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=6332547225172386861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6332547225172386861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6332547225172386861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-much-to-do-and-nothing-gets-done.html' title='Too Much To Do, And Nothing Gets Done'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SdIyVT_rKYI/AAAAAAAABCI/U6YZtQGYjuQ/s72-c/P3290821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4208775119965633034</id><published>2009-03-28T20:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:47:06.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends Do Crazy Stuff Together</title><content type='html'>I know I talk a lot about "stuff". Stuff can be a lot of things, but usually it's random things that I can't put into words. Like this weekend my bestest friend in the whole wide world is here. For those of you who have followed the blog for a while, you probably know who she is. Her name is Karianne. Karianne Austad Parker. Or at least that's what people call her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sc59y_ZrhpI/AAAAAAAABB4/cSD24eI06RE/s1600-h/P3270798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sc59y_ZrhpI/AAAAAAAABB4/cSD24eI06RE/s400/P3270798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318326524937209490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sc5-ITnW1TI/AAAAAAAABCA/gbvRwj8yBdM/s1600-h/P3270802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sc5-ITnW1TI/AAAAAAAABCA/gbvRwj8yBdM/s400/P3270802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318326891140535602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was messy and fun. We ended up at an after party/band session. We were the vocalists, and the guys played guitar hero and guitar hero drums (whatever that is). We quickly found out that we had to go home, when we realized that we weren't able to see the TV! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we've been afterskiing at Gaiastova, and now the Taco Grandiosa is cooking in the oven. Yum yum! And with that I say good night and good weekend! See you on the flipside - cause thats where I'll be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4208775119965633034?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4208775119965633034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4208775119965633034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4208775119965633034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4208775119965633034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-friends-do-crazy-stuff-together.html' title='Best Friends Do Crazy Stuff Together'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sc59y_ZrhpI/AAAAAAAABB4/cSD24eI06RE/s72-c/P3270798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-8006955640785440782</id><published>2009-03-26T17:09:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:26:18.998+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Find The Easter Egg?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScupKXAr_iI/AAAAAAAABBw/2jFvYqGf1wA/s1600-h/P3260787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317529780481687074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScupKXAr_iI/AAAAAAAABBw/2jFvYqGf1wA/s400/P3260787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Found the cutest easter eggs at the supermarket today. Result: I bought 6 of them, filled them up with candy, put ribbons around them, and finally put them on Maggie, Thomas, Ole, Sarah and Anne's pillows! They're small, but it's the thought that counts. A little happy gesture on a normal Thursday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's actually not entirely true. This is NOT a typical Thursday. Tonight we are all going to the gym to dance tango! Have no idea how to dance tango - I don't even know what tango is like. I think I'll have to take a look at some old "So You Think You Can Dance" videos from YouTube. On the whiteboard at the skischool it said that we should bring beer, so I recon it will be a good night. Since everyone's coming as well, we're going out later for a couple of drinks. But what to wear? I won't say my wardrobe is very tango-ish.. Not that I would know, but ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'll bring my camera, so you can see for yourselves how amazing/horrible we all look. Ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oohh.. last little bit of news. I got 6000,- kr back on my taxes for last year! YEEEEAAAH BOIIII! :D:D:D:D:D How did it go for you? Financially bankrupt or blasting this summer vacation this year?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-8006955640785440782?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8006955640785440782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=8006955640785440782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8006955640785440782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8006955640785440782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/can-you-find-easter-egg.html' title='Can You Find The Easter Egg?'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScupKXAr_iI/AAAAAAAABBw/2jFvYqGf1wA/s72-c/P3260787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1706091116654286302</id><published>2009-03-23T20:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:32:30.972+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Is Not The Best Night To Go Out</title><content type='html'>But I don't care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3 weeks left here in the snow, so I'm gonna enjoy it to the max (read: party to the max, tan to the max). Sorted stuff out today so that I have work when I go back home. 2 weeks of intensive working at Café Teskje, and then off to 1st of May weekend in Hemsedal. Legendary! Tmorrow I'm buying my New York ticket tomorrow - hopefully I'll come out of it not absolutely skint. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm off for a beer or so. Speek laters candyfloss pumkins! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316467406092655026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Scfi8CAYWbI/AAAAAAAABBY/V2BWfn6jPzU/s400/P3230792.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316467682788004370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScfjMIxsUhI/AAAAAAAABBg/nGx6lg1EG-4/s400/P3230801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316467925248904258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScfjaQA4DEI/AAAAAAAABBo/B2TFPmttvjA/s400/P3230795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1706091116654286302?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1706091116654286302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1706091116654286302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1706091116654286302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1706091116654286302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-is-not-best-night-to-go-out.html' title='Monday Is Not The Best Night To Go Out'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Scfi8CAYWbI/AAAAAAAABBY/V2BWfn6jPzU/s72-c/P3230792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-7419073506818754952</id><published>2009-03-22T12:00:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:33:49.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring On The Bongo Drums!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315966739806739010" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScYejTmp9AI/AAAAAAAABAs/xTmIjwynjSc/s400/20090308120245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScYfIC7HVwI/AAAAAAAABA8/xBGM06l3-C4/s1600-h/20090310033627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315970633241679618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScYfIC7HVwI/AAAAAAAABA8/xBGM06l3-C4/s400/20090310033627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315970232268408322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScYewtLoxgI/AAAAAAAABA0/ol79pNTfnNo/s400/20080803061710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScYeRbEGdcI/AAAAAAAABAk/4ya4o8t9HVA/s1600-h/20080606060248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315969694829016514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScYeRbEGdcI/AAAAAAAABAk/4ya4o8t9HVA/s400/20080606060248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Thuesday I'm planning on sorting my head out, sit down, and order my ticket to New York. I can only imagine the amounts of shoes/clothes/accessorize I'll be absolutely devestated that I can't afford, so in the meantime, I look at pictures and dream of the perfect life (whatever that is). Not that I'm NOT very content at the moment either; lying in my bed i Drøbak, just seen Twilight for the 10th time, listening to Dixie Chicks (yes, I know..). My bus to Oslo leaves at 5, my train to Lillehammer at 6:30, and my bus to Hafjell at 9:20. But right now, I'm much closer to NY's busy streets, Mexico's long beaches and Brazil's samba than any of that. I think I'm gonna stay right here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your plan for the summer? Do you plan a once-in-a-lifetime thing, or is your plan to have no plan at all maybe? Tell me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the pictures is from &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site. And the soundtrack for this entry can you find here: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJAqLG3qPwU"&gt;No Sex For Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-7419073506818754952?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7419073506818754952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=7419073506818754952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7419073506818754952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7419073506818754952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/bring-on-bongo-drums.html' title='Bring On The Bongo Drums!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScYblav42kI/AAAAAAAABAc/WXoL-oPpRVA/s72-c/20090306115503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1350670348927106002</id><published>2009-03-20T18:01:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:20:08.398+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Splash Of Colurs And Oslo By Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315317766612042098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScPNWNM7wXI/AAAAAAAABAU/ipbMMA4fOjA/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan &amp;amp; my mum at the Opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Been to Oslo today. Figured that since we were actually quite close I should show Dan around. Sightseeing at the Opera, lunch at Hard Rock Café, some shopping at Gina Tricot, and a super long walk. The day was good, but tonights dinner's gonna be even better. We're having Chinese on my request, and my mum is cooking all my favourites. Since I came home, I've noticed that my little sister has colured her hair just like me. This makes her very very much alike me. Actually so much it scares me. Getting ready for a Friday night at the local "youth club", she's borrowed my clothes, and are now set to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScPNRQcdkyI/AAAAAAAABAM/hHefjwTnLH8/s1600-h/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315317681583133474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScPNRQcdkyI/AAAAAAAABAM/hHefjwTnLH8/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScPNIp9bFKI/AAAAAAAABAE/an2cOrsmyF4/s1600-h/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315317533813445794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScPNIp9bFKI/AAAAAAAABAE/an2cOrsmyF4/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Søstrene Sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning is set for tapas at Café Teskje, then I'll take the not so fun drive to Sandefjord, Torp. Woho! Have a good weekend everyone. PS: notice the leggings I'm wearin! They're absolutely awesome, and only 199 NOK! Me &lt;3 align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1350670348927106002?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1350670348927106002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1350670348927106002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1350670348927106002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1350670348927106002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/splash-of-colurs-and-oslo-by-day.html' title='Splash Of Colurs And Oslo By Day'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/ScPNWNM7wXI/AAAAAAAABAU/ipbMMA4fOjA/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5625699534584589867</id><published>2009-03-17T17:33:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:10:44.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Is A Place You Store Most Of The Things You Don't Use</title><content type='html'>At least that's the function "home" has for me now. Home, as in Drøbak. Home, as in my mum and dad's house. Home, as in the place I'm visiting in two days time! I can't wait to be back home, and it's not really because there's so much to do there, but mostly because I haven't been there for almost exactly three months. The question is: should I bring some of my stuff from here and back home, or should I bring more stuff from home up here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about things; I've found some more stuff I want. You wanna see? You wanna know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_W0NKyfrI/AAAAAAAAA_8/z1xW9zdfacs/s1600-h/supra-skytop-chad-muska-pro-model-silver-turquoise-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314202277696929458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_W0NKyfrI/AAAAAAAAA_8/z1xW9zdfacs/s400/supra-skytop-chad-muska-pro-model-silver-turquoise-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_V1BmtodI/AAAAAAAAA_0/LScxt3ql3ks/s1600-h/image1xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314201192261067218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_V1BmtodI/AAAAAAAAA_0/LScxt3ql3ks/s400/image1xl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_TzYHCiUI/AAAAAAAAA_k/9aycfUVBiWo/s1600-h/bunkerbusters_2040_98294524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314198964919241026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_TzYHCiUI/AAAAAAAAA_k/9aycfUVBiWo/s400/bunkerbusters_2040_98294524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_TdrHzgjI/AAAAAAAAA_c/pxfGbctVlQQ/s1600-h/10626_special_feature_1_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314198592065602098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_TdrHzgjI/AAAAAAAAA_c/pxfGbctVlQQ/s400/10626_special_feature_1_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_TWYlmLjI/AAAAAAAAA_U/f9IumxMnDpQ/s1600-h/S1015-hero-306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314198466831199794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_TWYlmLjI/AAAAAAAAA_U/f9IumxMnDpQ/s400/S1015-hero-306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just a tiny bit of everything in my Wish Folder. Hope you like it just as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm sunburned. My face is deep pink/red, and it feels like my face is made of "matpapir". If you don't know what THAT is, look it up. Cause the English word I found for it was too stupid to be allowed on this blog. But sun makes me happy (just as new socks, which I don't have at the moment), so i don't really care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0pt; BORDER-TOP: 0pt; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5625699534584589867?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5625699534584589867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5625699534584589867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5625699534584589867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5625699534584589867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/home-is-place-you-store-most-of-thing.html' title='Home Is A Place You Store Most Of The Things You Don&apos;t Use'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb_W0NKyfrI/AAAAAAAAA_8/z1xW9zdfacs/s72-c/supra-skytop-chad-muska-pro-model-silver-turquoise-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2053893122252356996</id><published>2009-03-15T22:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:32:17.644+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Is Easily Compared With New Socks</title><content type='html'>I like the feeling of new socks. Fresh new socks right from the shop. This is a very underestimated feeling. I think everyone should buy new socks now and then. Not because they need them, but because of the feeling. Yes! Good idea! Go out and buy yourself some new socks everyone! You get a 10pack from Europris for Nothing Kroner. Good plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static3.matrixsports.com/images/products/5/28dbaf71fe8575c29997133c2844f62f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But I wasn't supposed to talk about socks. I was supposed to talk about sun and sunny stuff. Like the spring. Like when the snow is melting, and you can actually hear it! I love snow, but right now I can't wait for summer, so the feeling of sitting in the sun, warm and toastie with a cold beer is unbeatable. Like I did today. So what I'm trying to say here, is that the feeling of the first warm day, the first day you can really feel that the summer is on its way, is slightly compareable with the feeling of new socks. If you don't think of that the socks are on your feet, and the sun (at least before the summer) are usually further up than your feet. Uhhmmm.. yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313529780969406130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb1zLvoj_rI/AAAAAAAAA_A/nGg77IlRH0E/s400/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313529967836251698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb1zWnxFxjI/AAAAAAAAA_I/VD0B4lrst6I/s400/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Do you shizzle my dizzle, catch my drift and/or are you down with me homie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's it for today, now I'm off to bed, so that I can be up (and not ready at all) for work tomorrow. Laters! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2053893122252356996?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2053893122252356996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2053893122252356996&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2053893122252356996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2053893122252356996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/sun-is-easily-compared-with-new-socks.html' title='Sun Is Easily Compared With New Socks'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sb1zLvoj_rI/AAAAAAAAA_A/nGg77IlRH0E/s72-c/DSC00463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-405254169416790030</id><published>2009-03-14T17:23:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:43:25.477+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Be Like You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbvdVOjEcAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/TqQIjf_W-6U/s1600-h/IMG_6064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313083542165811202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbvdVOjEcAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/TqQIjf_W-6U/s400/IMG_6064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbvdKb_-kxI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZcOBQyJlatk/s1600-h/IMG_1290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313083356798161682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbvdKb_-kxI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZcOBQyJlatk/s400/IMG_1290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084082675660866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sbvd0sGqOEI/AAAAAAAAA-4/3vL9Jwhs57c/s400/IMG_4613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbvbTYK-fxI/AAAAAAAAA-g/hvakX2WkomY/s1600-h/IMG_3275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313081311366119186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbvbTYK-fxI/AAAAAAAAA-g/hvakX2WkomY/s400/IMG_3275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313080262478528802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbvaWUwsASI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Uv_k6t-C_Ro/s400/nuevologa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;click on the picture to wisit the COBRA shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pictures: &lt;a href="http://www.thecobrasnake.com/"&gt;http://www.thecobrasnake.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome - cool - fresh - super&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-405254169416790030?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/405254169416790030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=405254169416790030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/405254169416790030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/405254169416790030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-to-be-like-you.html' title='I Want To Be Like You'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbvdVOjEcAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/TqQIjf_W-6U/s72-c/IMG_6064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-8586668042589219095</id><published>2009-03-13T19:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:02:55.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To Aleksander</title><content type='html'>Sometimes life is so unfair. Sometimes young people die in pointless accidents, and leave the rest of us in pieces. Sometimes we loose someone we know, someone we love. Yesterday Aleksander died, and now all of the "old gang" from Drøbak are sitting all around the world wondering why something like this has to happen before we realize how much we care for each other. Aleksander deserved so much more than this, but even though its difficult to see clearity through this fog, we have to try to think that it was his time to go. Where he is now, only he knows, but I hope he's together with Conrad and Rebecca happy as ever. He deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to use this blogentry to tell everyone from back home how much I miss you guys, and how much I want us to be together right now. Being away from home seems pointless in times like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://strindheim.kirken.trondheim.no/aimages/hjerte_1181925878.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://strindheim.kirken.trondheim.no/aimages/hjerte_1181925878.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am truely sorry about all of this, and my love goes to Aleksander's closest friends and family. May he rest in peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-8586668042589219095?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8586668042589219095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=8586668042589219095&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8586668042589219095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8586668042589219095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-aleksander.html' title='To Aleksander'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5751329610278679632</id><published>2009-03-12T14:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:37:19.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelling Pants Straight Ahead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NtJxy0zc7nU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NtJxy0zc7nU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favourite song at the moment. Veronica Maggio - Måndagsbarn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been thinking about my travelling plans alot the last couple of days. I know I'll have tons of fun wherever I go, since its only gonna be me and Karianne, but since I'm spending more money than I've ever done on a vacation, I figured I should go somewhere I've always wanted to go. After reading &lt;a href="http://cecekaa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Weight of the World&lt;/a&gt;, I'm super duper sure that New York is our first stop. The question is: for how long should we stay in the Big Apple, and where should we go next? Cancun? Fortaleza? Los Angeles? Rio? The Bahamas? I just know that I want sun, beach, cheap drinks and party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312337450344508770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sbk2w97J7WI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/pUrQRQMWgrM/s400/globe-america.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So my question for you guys is what airline should you chose from New York to the different places I listed above? I'm sort of lost, cause I have no idea whats good or bad, and neither does Karianne. I'm not gettin on a tiny Mexican plane from the 40's, but then again, I'm not looking for a rip-off either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do you have any exciting travel-plans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5751329610278679632?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5751329610278679632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5751329610278679632&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5751329610278679632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5751329610278679632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/travelling-pants-straight-ahead.html' title='Travelling Pants Straight Ahead!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sbk2w97J7WI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/pUrQRQMWgrM/s72-c/globe-america.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-7876984894094620442</id><published>2009-03-10T20:16:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:37:09.658+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Light Non Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The following post is written in Norwegian..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ja, nå er det jo en stund siden jeg har skrevet på norsk, og bare dét burde jo være et godt (?) tegn på at jeg går inn med all den fargerike kraften jeg har for å skrive dette innlegget. Saken er nemlig slik: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Det finnes en blogg som jeg liker bedre enn de fleste andre. Det finnes en blogg som rett og slett er freshere enn de fleste andre. Det finnes en blogg jeg ALLTID leser. Grunnen er simpel: Denne dama kan det å lage blogg. Ikke bare skriver hun om ALT mulig rart, men hun gjør det med stil. det ser og låter fresht ut. Da jeg nå, etter et lite bloggefravær oppdaget at hun hadde dratt igang en konkurranse der jeg (ja, jeg) kan vinne en ny header, følte jeg sterkt et kall om å delta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Siden heter &lt;a href="http://www.funlightnonstop.com/"&gt;FunLightNonStop&lt;/a&gt;, og dama heter Christina. Ikke rart jeg liker henne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Om noen andre har lyst til å delta, er det bare å klikke dere inn her: &lt;a href="http://www.funlightnonstop.com/?p=615"&gt;Don't judge the blog by it's header&lt;/a&gt;. Men husk, jeg vil vinne MESTEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311643125674755186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sba_R899RHI/AAAAAAAAA-I/a6NSNaSM0zQ/s400/anti-lol6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311642471185584482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sba-r2zlEWI/AAAAAAAAA-A/BbCgSdIulWQ/s400/minnichri-copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Og om jeg ikke har utrykket hvor mye jeg liker denne bloggen, kan jeg jo også fortelle at hun står på ski. Fordi hun synes det er gøy. Fordi det ER gøy. &lt;/p&gt;For å besvare på spørsmålet (Har du tenkt over om førsteinntrykket bloggen din gir spiller noen rolle?) som ble stilt i blogginlegget "Don't judge the blog by it's header", kan jeg jo si at - ja, jeg har tenkt MYE på hva førsteinntrykket av bloggen min betyr for andre. Jeg vil gjerne at headeren skal gjenspeile meg på best mulig måte. Ikke at jeg ser på meg selv som sukkertøy eller muffins, men jeg vil at når noen popper innom her, skal de ha lyst til å lese videre fordi kanskje headeren kan appelere til de som er litt som meg? Eller rett og slett folk som liker å omgi seg med farger og moro. Jeg vet i alle flal at for min del betyr layout mye. (Dette er jo også en av grunnen til at jeg digger FunLightNonStop så mye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Så da krysser jeg skituppene og håper på at du, Christina, vil hjelpe en annen Christina med hennes blogg. Vær så snill? Håper ikke jeg er for sent ute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PS: Jeg har allerede linket til denne bloggen på venstre side i lang lang tid. Enjoy alle sammen, det er verdt det!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-7876984894094620442?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7876984894094620442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=7876984894094620442&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7876984894094620442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7876984894094620442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-light-non-stop.html' title='Fun Light Non Stop'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sba_R899RHI/AAAAAAAAA-I/a6NSNaSM0zQ/s72-c/anti-lol6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4468056735516485174</id><published>2009-03-10T18:54:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:11:46.711+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Neon 80's Freakshow Is The Only Way To Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sba6-SETfqI/AAAAAAAAA94/i985jTfG_ag/s1600-h/P3080707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311638389694627490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sba6-SETfqI/AAAAAAAAA94/i985jTfG_ag/s400/P3080707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311629657718645586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbazCA6_41I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/9xEQpyNS6So/s400/IMGP0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two rats hanging in a tree s-c-r-e-a-m-i-n-g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311632415516064658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sba1iihI-5I/AAAAAAAAA9w/RE4BJZo3rU8/s400/P3070689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311628813405866210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbayQ3nJSOI/AAAAAAAAA9I/KRpng-fbSvI/s400/P3080711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is better for a neonfantastic than neoncoloured bowling!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbarcYcFPhI/AAAAAAAAA8w/d22b36bJq6Q/s1600-h/P3080716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311621314615000594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbarcYcFPhI/AAAAAAAAA8w/d22b36bJq6Q/s400/P3080716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Huggin' it with the lovely Starsong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311630937147156578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sba0MfKhqGI/AAAAAAAAA9o/fuGV-mZ4nt0/s400/IMGP0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311630389662945714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbazsnoHkbI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Sx038M0u6VI/s400/P3080735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The bestest Ludvig in the whole wide world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hafjell - Geilo - Hafjell! Conclution: I miss Geilo - like really really bad! Our weekend back to where me and Karianne worked last year was nothing and everything like expected. We danced at Off Pist (no Scatman, we even got so disappointed that we threatened the DJ with never coming back, and he threatened us back with having us ALMOST thrown out), we ate kebab at Capri, we went bowling (me and Karianne won BIGTIME), ate pizza at Capri, we drank beer, we hang out with Ludvig, we talked us in to getting taxi for free (someone else payed), we ate burger at Statoil, we met Linda and Peter, and me and Dan tried our luck with the wind (no wind, no kiting, but a little bit of boarding. I got my liftpass for free as well, cause I work as a skiinstructor, so the whole trip turned out to be a lot cheaper than I thought it would be. It actually turned out so cheap that I had to buy myself a new thing: the O'neill Freedom series One piece (ON SALE): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311627373098292242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sbaw9CDD1BI/AAAAAAAAA9A/-qBTkMzbTrw/s400/DSC00460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                              &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If this ain't absolutely pimpin awesome, nothing is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the shades are on no matter how sucky the weather is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we arrived at Geilo, we had a little pit-stop at Storefjell. Massive dinner buffé, expencive drinks and massive breakfast buffé. Yum Yum! Thanks a thousand times to Johhny - Karianne's dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Karianne's dad - today we kinda crashed his car. We got stuck in the snow, and after trying to dig the heavy thing out, we finally accepted the defeat, and asked some builders for help. After a while, one of them came back with a Suzuki and a thick rope. Car - rope - car. Car out of the snow. Car into the other car. Car crash. Pretty much sums up what happend. We thank the NeonGod that no one got hurt, and that we have insurance, so hopefully everything's gonna be sorted soon enough. Just a pity that we harmed the nice man's car.. Ooops... We're so sorry a thousand times Johnny - Karianne's dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4468056735516485174?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4468056735516485174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4468056735516485174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4468056735516485174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4468056735516485174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/neon-80s-freakshow-is-only-way-to-go.html' title='Neon 80&apos;s Freakshow Is The Only Way To Go!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sba6-SETfqI/AAAAAAAAA94/i985jTfG_ag/s72-c/P3080707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4673305331891399453</id><published>2009-03-05T18:17:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:43:58.782+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Caipirinha Night Live At Lundstaden!</title><content type='html'>WÆÆÆ! I'm back! We're all back! Back around the kitchen with a glass with something warm in. My birthday was so much fun; the food turned out perfect, my presents were spot on and the people were amazing! Snowboarding is as good as ever, and even though we spend quite some time stuck in piles of powder, at's all good. Tonight we're having a little get together with caipirinhas and yes - jacuzzi. Magne has blessed us with his presence, and homemade pizza is on the menu. Good thing to have a pizza chef for a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309756741234104770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbALn7T-mcI/AAAAAAAAA8I/e5jpjpwiGrU/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309755636247245650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbAKnm6lM1I/AAAAAAAAA7w/Z9s2SiEEl5k/s400/DSC_0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309758669728922994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbANYLg-PXI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/1PuOyUEeur0/s400/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309757174184507122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbAMBILZdvI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Yvl-_a4jf-4/s400/DSCN2679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309759374118149634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbAOBLkc3gI/AAAAAAAAA8g/BTYuaQ2k_lg/s400/P3020654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309759716928506066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbAOVIozyNI/AAAAAAAAA8o/dnzTizm50DA/s400/P3020653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Not in the mood for writing lots, so you'll have to be okey with just some pictures. I'm having too much fun to write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH, and thank you so much for all the birthday texts and messages I got! Love you all!&lt;/strong&gt; Didn't reply to anyone, cause I figured I wouldn't manage (not to sound cocky), but I really appreciate it &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4673305331891399453?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4673305331891399453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4673305331891399453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4673305331891399453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4673305331891399453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/caipirinha-night-live-at-lundstaden.html' title='Caipirinha Night Live At Lundstaden!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SbALn7T-mcI/AAAAAAAAA8I/e5jpjpwiGrU/s72-c/DSC_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2008040798855966975</id><published>2009-03-03T10:37:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:07:52.175+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring Out Your Glowsticks - It's My Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Today I'm 21 years old. Or - not yet. Somewhere around 6 pm, I have lived for 21 years. So far, I've only gotten one present - a present I bough for myself. Her name is Starsong, and she loves to sing and dance in the spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308894193154115410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Saz7JBUVx1I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/QtVlfIp2i90/s400/P3030655.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, we're having a great time up at Hafjell. The snow is super, and its nice to be back snowboarding. It's actually more fun than i remembered. Yesterday Adam got stuck in a pile of snow after we went down a black forest track. (He had tried snowboarding once before, but apart from feeling like he's been run over by a car, he's doing amazingly good). Now we're off for some more powder fun, then to Lillehammer to attack the Vinmonopolet! Wine for the dinner party later is essencial. And I'm getting the parcel my mum has sent me as well. WOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308900009576886930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Sa0AblLl8pI/AAAAAAAAA7o/8ITGQonp6RI/s400/P3010612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308894865066009042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Saz7wIYnodI/AAAAAAAAA7g/KOLFogePqTY/s400/P3010611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More updates are coming later! Tjoho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2008040798855966975?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2008040798855966975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2008040798855966975&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2008040798855966975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2008040798855966975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/bring-out-your-glowsticks-its-my.html' title='Bring Out Your Glowsticks - It&apos;s My Birthday!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Saz7JBUVx1I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/QtVlfIp2i90/s72-c/P3030655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2384885244022806092</id><published>2009-02-28T17:37:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:04:47.921+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not One Of My Best Qualities</title><content type='html'>I'm so not good at waiting! I absolutely suck at waiting. If it's waiting in the queue at the supermarket, waiting for the food to cook, waiting for my hair to dry or waiting for a certain date/hour to arrive - very much SUCK! In this case, I'm almost 4 hours away from seeing my friends again. It's been too long - 4 months! I've been waiting for 4 months, and now it seems like I can't even wait 4 hours. At least not when Karianne is driving them home to her house to eat waffles before they get up here. Drop the freaking waffles for God's sake! (I know it's good and all, but I'm waiting here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So in approximately 4 hours me and all my stuff are heading up to the top of Hafjell. Even though I'm a 15 min drive from home, it seems like it's impossible to pack "light". One big bag, two plastic bags, one backpack and another tiny bag.. and myself are all going in the already full car. Woho!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But over to another subject. I know I'm coming with this pretty late, so I know it's a nearly hopeless wish, but I have found one thing I want for my birthday. Or, I have known for quite some time now, but I just didn't link this fantastic piece with the fact that my birthday is coming up. So here goes: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I want for MY BIRTHDAY (Christmas) is not my two front teeth, but:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307892855978313442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SalsbhprxuI/AAAAAAAAA7A/x3hTRrnil6k/s400/P2270601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The SlakkLine Hyggepiece! (check out &lt;a href="http://www.slakkline.no/en/"&gt;slakkline.no&lt;/a&gt;) It's tremendously expencive, but boy is it comfy! And the comfyness totally overrules expenciveness. Totally..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another little thingy that happend today, or some other time not long before today, was that "Ivar", "Geir" or "Arne" (I think the name was Arne) died. His snowy head has fallen off, and is now covered with snow. What a shame! I hope one day that we are able to fix Ivar/Geir/Arne, and that he will be just as pretty as he once were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307894480928410514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/Salt6HD-i5I/AAAAAAAAA7I/sTSovroRqkg/s400/P2280602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2384885244022806092?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2384885244022806092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2384885244022806092&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2384885244022806092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2384885244022806092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-one-of-my-best-qualities.html' title='Not One Of My Best Qualities'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SalsbhprxuI/AAAAAAAAA7A/x3hTRrnil6k/s72-c/P2270601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2087370591120168227</id><published>2009-02-26T09:50:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:24:32.409+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Parcel Addictions And Other Diseases</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SaZa1acnHxI/AAAAAAAAA6w/_IQtnnWLezY/s1600-h/P2260598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307029084581601042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SaZa1acnHxI/AAAAAAAAA6w/_IQtnnWLezY/s400/P2260598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's nothing as boring as being sick when the weather is nice. It's warm, it's sunny, it's bed. I AM STUCK IN BED. At lest until the headache has passed and I feel fit for a shower. I knew this one was coming, cause I always get my little day(s) of illness in February. Hopefully this one will pass quikly so that I can go to work tomorrow and start preparing myself for my visitors who arrive on Saturday. I'm not super suprised by the fact that my body doen't work on my today, cause Magne and Ole Martin have been home most of the week with fever and everything else thats disgusting. Johoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past weeks, I've discovered something that many people have ruined their personal economy over many times before me. I have discovered internet shopping. Not that I haven't bought stuff of the web before, but I've figured that if I buy stuff from Norwegian sites, it takes about a week, and I have my precious parcel. I like parcels. I actually like them so much I'm in great danger at the moment. A day in bed can (in a fair and reasonable world) not havn many different outcomes. Since I seem to be good at avoiding reasonable most of the time, I am almost sure that this day will bring a parcel adressed to Christina Parker. Here are my latest contribution to my closet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SaZalkQJqYI/AAAAAAAAA6o/ccP0ytWCGgk/s1600-h/P2240597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307028812335786370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SaZalkQJqYI/AAAAAAAAA6o/ccP0ytWCGgk/s400/P2240597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My long anticipated time off work is soon here. Only tomorrow left, and I'm off! (I can't believe time has flown past so fast!) Here are some of the things I look forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleep until I feel my body aching from "liggesår" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go out on a weekday and don't feel bad about it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat dinner with others, not all alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ski just for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snowboard just for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Egg&amp;amp;Bacon breakfast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Talking shite with Karianne x 1000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink "sure sivert" at Off Pist - Geilo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dance to Scatman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visit Drøbak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The list could go on and on, but I'll leave it with that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2087370591120168227?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2087370591120168227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2087370591120168227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2087370591120168227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2087370591120168227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/parcel-addictions-and-other-diseases.html' title='Parcel Addictions And Other Diseases'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SaZa1acnHxI/AAAAAAAAA6w/_IQtnnWLezY/s72-c/P2260598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5148706016933286139</id><published>2009-02-24T19:22:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T07:26:37.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Only So Much You WANT To Do For Small Brats</title><content type='html'>Today my limits have been stretched. They have been stretched in a way I didn't think was possible. Today I got asked to wipe a kid's arese, while he was sitting on the toilet, head down screaming. Out of 4 instructors, every single one were suddenly VERY busy the second we picked up what he was trying to get us to do. You might think to yourself that I'm being hysterical and definitely someone who should NOT have kids. I think you are wrong. The case is simple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DO NOT WIPE ANY(ONE ELSES) SPOLED BRAT'S ARSE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After this upsetting experience, I am safe to say that I will never ever enjoy kids + toilets. I don't even think I'll enjoy my own kids one day, even though I know people say that once you've got your own little rugrats, you'll wipe anything off them gladly. At the moment I'm in serious doubt.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306617449944259938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SaTkdH7RHWI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/QLyt4jihzbs/s400/kid_potty_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I also know that I will never ever be the parent who send my kid to skichool, for then to yell at the skiinstructor because I don't agree with their professional opinion. I will never tell a professional how to do their job when I can't even ski down a green run myself, and I will never EVER put my kid in a skiing harness and think that they'll learn how to ski. WHY DO PEOPLE HAVE SUCH PROBLEMS SEEING THE LOGICS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PS: The poop-kid's mum were lucky enough to pop by just when we were about to decide that we would let him sit on the toilet for the next two hours until skischool ended. Lucky bastard..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5148706016933286139?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5148706016933286139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5148706016933286139&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5148706016933286139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5148706016933286139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/theres-only-so-much-you-want-to-do-for.html' title='There&apos;s Only So Much You WANT To Do For Small Brats'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SaTkdH7RHWI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/QLyt4jihzbs/s72-c/kid_potty_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-7513656826401194268</id><published>2009-02-22T19:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:18:16.504+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I See My Yoga On Fire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I want to be just as cool as the guys in Yoga Fire. I want to be so cool that when I finish being a hip hop'er, I'll start a rock band and kick ass exremely well. I know I have to think about becoming a hip hop'er soon, to be able to go through with my plan, but I'm working on it. I have seen this truely explosive little group of musicians live once before, and I remember thinking that these people must be complete loons, comping up with lyrics like these. I'm sorry that not all of you understand Norwegian, but I think it's possible to at least have a laugh at the music video..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2pGz2xozPw0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2pGz2xozPw0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is what I found out about this band:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;YOGA FIRE is a Norwegian-singing rock band consisting of members from the earlier hip-hop group Klovner I Kamp, the rapartist Apollo, plus their former soundguy Søren Posen Brandt, and can be regarded as the Norwegian rocks answer to the good, old-Kamikaze pilots. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;According to themselves they are Norway's decidedly worse, but without doubt coolest rock band, and have risked lives, limbs and their wives to prove just that. YOGA FIRE was started as a direct consequence of the band's big idol Joachim "Jokke" Nielsen suddenly death in 2000. The band had its first performance on memory for Jokke concert at Rockefeller same year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since then, they have played at the Quart, Hove and Slottsfjell festival, recorded a music video in Los Angeles, warmed up for Beth Hart on the full set Rockefeller, crushed a dozen livingroom organs, tossed a couple of guitars on to the audience, gotten lost in a shooting drama in Hollywood and managed to get several whiplash injuries during the process. Moreover, they are Norway's biggest band. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's just that no one knows it yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That pretty much sums up how awesome they are. Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-7513656826401194268?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7513656826401194268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=7513656826401194268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7513656826401194268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7513656826401194268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/did-i-see-my-yoga-on-fire.html' title='Did I See My Yoga On Fire?'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1183173961757003081</id><published>2009-02-20T06:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:05:42.865+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Fire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lancaster.ne.gov/CITY/build/inspec/bureau/pic/fire%20drill.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's too early to expect me to be able to open my eyes, and certainly too early to expect me to go to work two hours before I start to participate in a fire drill. Fire drill, then meeting with tha BOSS. And, after dinner in Lillehammer last night + a visit at Tara's I'm supershort on my sleep quote. It feels like high school all over again! HA! Late nights, yearly morning, stupid things I have to do. Fortunately it's Friday today, and the week is coming to an end. Only 8 days left until vacation, and I've fixed a place to stay at Geilo. That's one problem solved. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lancaster.ne.gov/CITY/build/inspec/bureau/pic/fire%20drill.gif" border="0" /&gt;Hope all of you enjoy your day, I've heard the sun is gonna pop up and light up my day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cheerios!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1183173961757003081?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1183173961757003081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1183173961757003081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1183173961757003081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1183173961757003081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/fire-fire.html' title='Fire Fire!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-6461500961698149996</id><published>2009-02-18T18:24:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:04:57.083+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Words Makes A Whole Lot Of Difference</title><content type='html'>The reason behind this non-existing blog activity is simple. Two words sums up what I've been up to lately: WINTER VACATION. This does of course not mean that I'm having a winter vacation, but rather the fact that everyone else is. Hafjell is full of vacationiers (not a word, I know), and I'm working. Not that I'm not having fun - I'm actually having more fun now than in a long time! Nice people, and a lot going on. It's so busy, we even got booked for night ski lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Irish travel agency called TopFlight ship hundreds of people here, and this week, I'm skiing with ten 17 year olds, four hours every day. Tomorrow all the skiinstructors are invited to dinner in Lillhammer, and the rumour has it that we (the instructors) are going out later on. In that case, I've made myself two different alternatives. Either go out and NOT drink any alcohol, ot don't go out, and drink. The last alternative is very sad and lonely, so I think I'll try to go for the first. I get tired from staying up late, and I get tired from drinking. Doing both equals Double Tired, and I'm really not up for that. &lt;strong&gt;I know - I'm trying to be reasonable, and I'm not sure if it suits me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304199299009685554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZxNKNtZKDI/AAAAAAAAA6I/q-z0xpe-6xE/s400/DSC00541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh, and my birthday is coming up really soon! Two weeks or something.. March the 3rd! I'm kinda excited, but what biggie can my 21st birthday be? Am I supposed to make a wish list? Since I'm throwing a party, should I post wish lists everywhere I think people might notice them, and hope for a huge pile of presents? If that's how it's supposed to be done, I better start wishing, cause at the moment, I can only come up with random stuff to wish for such as paint for my room (which I'm not allowed to paint), a car (which is so expencive I'll probably never in my entire life get one), new goggles (but I've got too many alrready) and shoes. Either never-gonna-happen-stuff, or already-have-too-many-stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304196815268577954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZxK5pDXgqI/AAAAAAAAA6A/BTo6xkjYJM0/s400/cupcakes2av4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Though - I've already told my parents one thing I want: money for food so that my party will consist of more than alcohol and pizza grandiosa (frozen pizza).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As long as I get SOMETHING pink, I'll be all good. Just a pink ribbon would make me happy. SMILE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-6461500961698149996?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6461500961698149996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=6461500961698149996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6461500961698149996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6461500961698149996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-words-makes-whole-lot-of-difference.html' title='Two Words Makes A Whole Lot Of Difference'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZxNKNtZKDI/AAAAAAAAA6I/q-z0xpe-6xE/s72-c/DSC00541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-8252842077794885117</id><published>2009-02-15T13:17:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:48:05.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In Summer, The Song Sings Itself</title><content type='html'>Right now, in the middle of the Norwegian winter, I sit here dreaming about summer. I dream about endless beaches, cold cocktails, sunny mornings and the smell of salt, warm water. This summer was so great, I really hope the next one will be about the same. The things I remember are not neccessarily the things that meant the most at the time. The picture under for example was taken in Linn's tiny appartment. The evening out on town in Oslo was a total disaster, and we never found the place or the people we wanted to find. But this is probably one of the nights I remember the most, as it was just the very essence of summer. No worries, no stress - just fooling around in the heat. At our way home we found an Icelandic flag that we waved around, singing random songs and finally falling dead asleep on a madrass in the livingroom/kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZgJ7O87OBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/k8fTfQ66h7M/s1600-h/n622375493_3373264_7926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302999474459326482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZgJ7O87OBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/k8fTfQ66h7M/s400/n622375493_3373264_7926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZgJwMNL_YI/AAAAAAAAA5o/sdCF5ml-gv0/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302999284743667074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZgJwMNL_YI/AAAAAAAAA5o/sdCF5ml-gv0/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303001658619022402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZgL6XlLTEI/AAAAAAAAA54/8wbPqpjN0tk/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the summertime in Drøbak as well. I think I've started to appreciate it more now that I'm not home all the time. Stupid people, we don't appreciate the things we take for granted until they're not there anymore. But then again - maybe its a good thing to be away for a while, and see things from a distance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302999150449663170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZgJoX7AHMI/AAAAAAAAA5g/0_KH1CO4CfU/s400/IMG_2049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is so true - in the summer, the song sings itself.&lt;/strong&gt; I just see how much more energetic I am now that the sun is up more than 5 hours a day. To be able to take the lift up in sunrise, and ski down in sunset it nothing to complain about - just me, my skis and the sunlight. Finally I don't feel like I'm going to work in the middle of the night. And this means only one thing - the spring is coming! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heading: quote by William Carlos Williams (whoever that is) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: Sorry for the somewhat melodramatic post, but hey - I can't always be writing about cherries and poporn and neoncoloured umpa lumpas. I'm saving that for tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-8252842077794885117?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8252842077794885117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=8252842077794885117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8252842077794885117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8252842077794885117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-summer-song-sings-itself.html' title='In Summer, The Song Sings Itself'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZgJ7O87OBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/k8fTfQ66h7M/s72-c/n622375493_3373264_7926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-671133736033932045</id><published>2009-02-14T10:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:37:37.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today its the 14th of Februay. I don't care that its Valentine's Day, but one thing I do care about is that it's two months since I moved to Hafjell! Considering that I've been here for some good eight weeks, this is the first lay-in I've had so far. And what a feeling! Went straight to lalaland about 10 pm last night, and forced myself to sleep until 10 am this morning. Not hung over, no alarm to wake me up, no stress and nothing I HAVE to do. I'm planning on getting up and out in the slopes, but whats the rush? I believe the weather is nice, but I haven't been bothered to pull up the curtains. According to hafjell.com, it's somewehere around -7 degrees, and all slopes/lifts are open. But then again, its the beginning of the winterholiday, so I might just stay here under the duvet. Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRX57zprNdw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRX57zprNdw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone, and a wicked weekend! x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-671133736033932045?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/671133736033932045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=671133736033932045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/671133736033932045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/671133736033932045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-feeling.html' title='The Best Feeling'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4336724444901002365</id><published>2009-02-12T20:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:29:30.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'>After The Invasion</title><content type='html'>After an invasion of cat pee, me and my precious down jacket are now clear of all dangerous smells and bacterias. I have showered, and my jacket has returned from drycleaning. It feels good to not freeze half to death twice a day while walking to/from work. This little accident has only strengthend my dislike of animals. And I don't mean to offend all you anilmal worshippers out there, but I'm absolutely not the person you would leave your dog, your hamster, your horse or your goldfish with. Christina + animals = simply not a match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301993037722880034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZR2k58RCCI/AAAAAAAAA5I/VPbQwTsv7Cc/s400/lolcatsdotcom8k6kwv7su7go3xqo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Today it's Superhero Night at Woody's. Cartoons, superheros, Hight School Musical and other imaginary characters are more of my thing. I really want to go, but I'm not sure if I'll stay in and read instead. Just finished New Moon – the book I started on yesterday. I have hopelessly fallen for these books and their characters. I know it's silly, but I can't help myself. Maybe I'll go to the party as a vampire superhero? I just need a big cape/cloak and a superhero power. Spiderman climbes walls and has spiderweb coming out of his hans, Superman flyes and has the ability to change clothes superfast, and I – well I don't really know what kind of superpower I've got, or will get. Hoping for something in the mail, but up to now (the last 20 years) nothing has arrived in a big can saying SUPERPOWER on it. Unlucky me I guess. Right now I think I'll go as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SUPERDUPER CHEERGIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the powerful cheerleader with superpower ponpons. Pink pink and more pink - lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm not in the same crazy party mood nowadays as I was before. (Have I gotten old and responsible? And is that a good or a bad thing?) So since I've got the weekend off, I'm considering skipping the festivities, go early to bed and hitting the slopes before the Danish invation gets too heavy to handle. The sun is shining, and after a week sitting on my bum, i NEED some action. This is also why a Thursday night out isn't the worst idea I've come up with this week. To be a bit tired while working here on the top of sunny Hafjell is a challenge I think I can handle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301993528759128066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZR3BfMbkAI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/UhykrXfEMrI/s400/n565325882_1282240_9650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jannicke, Linn, me and Karianne in Brasil - not skipping festivities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you keep your fingers crossed for me? Please?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4336724444901002365?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4336724444901002365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4336724444901002365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4336724444901002365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4336724444901002365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-invasion.html' title='After The Invasion'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZR2k58RCCI/AAAAAAAAA5I/VPbQwTsv7Cc/s72-c/lolcatsdotcom8k6kwv7su7go3xqo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-6940690439828374792</id><published>2009-02-10T19:15:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:03:21.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do Not Drink Tomato Juice</title><content type='html'>Today I got a pracel in the post! I ordered the three first books in the Twilight series last week, and today I got nr. 2 and 3 - New Moon and Eclipse. I'll probably recieve nr. 1 - Twilight in a couple of days, so the question now is whether I should wait for the last book to arrive, or just start reading. I have seen the film, which is based on the first book, so I might just start.. But then again, a film never manages to serve the book justice anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZHGIcftDGI/AAAAAAAAA44/YwHfVYsx-to/s1600-h/Twilight_New_Moon_Eclipse_by_midnig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301236084782206050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZHGIcftDGI/AAAAAAAAA44/YwHfVYsx-to/s400/Twilight_New_Moon_Eclipse_by_midnig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't think I look very good as a vampire, but one thing is for sure; I'm just as pale as one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301240319372571922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZHJ-7kuNRI/AAAAAAAAA5A/S9GiwA67OCA/s400/vampyr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;You might think of vampire music as depressing, gothic, dark and scary, but no - you couldn't be more wrong. These weekend vampires make me wanna jump up and down until I'm out of breath and close to heart faliure. They are also very good at hiding the fact that they are vanpires, they really don't look anything like Dracula. Funky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_XC2mqcMMGQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_XC2mqcMMGQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you did not study vampires in school, here are some basics you should know:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vampires were usually reported as bloated in appearance, and ruddy, purplish, or dark in colour; these characteristics were often attributed to the recent drinking of blood. Indeed, blood was often seen seeping from the mouth and nose when one was seen in its shroud or coffin and its left eye was often open. It would be clad in the linen shroud it was buried in, and its teeth, hair, and nails may have grown somewhat, though in general fangs were not a feature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Interesting, huh? HA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-6940690439828374792?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6940690439828374792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=6940690439828374792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6940690439828374792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6940690439828374792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-do-not-drink-tomato-juice.html' title='I Do Not Drink Tomato Juice'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZHGIcftDGI/AAAAAAAAA44/YwHfVYsx-to/s72-c/Twilight_New_Moon_Eclipse_by_midnig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5205992292513423822</id><published>2009-02-09T23:09:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:36:06.264+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration Is A Plant From Peru</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZCt6o_GFNI/AAAAAAAAA4o/GGzD68pRk94/s1600-h/Inspiration_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300927984361149650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZCt6o_GFNI/AAAAAAAAA4o/GGzD68pRk94/s400/Inspiration_Page_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all need inspiration from time to time.. so I made my own collage of inspiration. All the colurs are so pretty together, I wish the world was just like this collage. I also stumbled over some "inspiraional quotes" along my way down Google Road. I love the one said by a guy called Buddah. I like the thought of myself being a result of what I have though - cause I think so much wierd stuff! &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All that we are is the result of what we have thought - Buddah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;People often say that motivation doesn't last. Well, neither does bathing - that's why we recommend it daily - Zig Ziglar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enthusiasm is excitement with inspiration, motivation, and a pinch of creativity - Bo Bennett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music is what feelings sound like - Unknown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That was the second blogspot for the day, which means I'm way past schedule. Not that I care. Now I'm full of inspiration and I'm ready for bed, knowing that Me, Myself and I are all results of every single thought I've had both awake and asleep. Luckily I have Lily Allen (yes, again) to help me stear my thoughts in some kind of direction. The new album is WONDERFUL! Ahh, I know I'll sleep well before a long day in the lift tomorrow. Good Night People! xx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5205992292513423822?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5205992292513423822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5205992292513423822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5205992292513423822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5205992292513423822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/inspiration-is-plant-from-peru.html' title='Inspiration Is A Plant From Peru'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZCt6o_GFNI/AAAAAAAAA4o/GGzD68pRk94/s72-c/Inspiration_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-7295635153553983275</id><published>2009-02-09T17:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:06:45.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Do You Lift?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZBdRF48BbI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/SYie7jD7IBc/s1600-h/P2090543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300839309635225010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZBdRF48BbI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/SYie7jD7IBc/s400/P2090543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300839473501710914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZBdaoVwKkI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/zZ2os8vQ-VE/s400/P2090546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I have realised that after I became a grown-up (according to the Norwegian state), I have actually become more childlike. Not childish or immature, but just simply childlike. I find small bits of happiness in the toystore, and yesterday I bought TOPP. TOPP is the magazine I bought every single month from I was 10 until I was 14, and every issue have six different posters inside. This time I was lucky to get Miley Cyrus aka Hannah Montana up on my wall! I need to buy more magazines though, cause I want to fill my ugly not painted wall with some colourful pictures. At the moment my favs Lily Allen and Robert Pattison are keeping me company along with lingerie, wellies (regnstøvler), and some grunge inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ugly wall is not the only reason to buy more magazines. I got a phone from my boss today after work, saying I was working in the Buås-lift the rest of the week! I'm realy happy about it, cause now I can do the exact same thing as I did on Sunday (tv, tea, eat, read etc.) for the rest of the week. Not only is it easy work, but it will give me a lot of hours, which again will give me a lot of money! Sweet deal I say! I'm working on a list with all the stuff I'll bring tomorrow, so that my lift stay will be even better than yesterday. Now that I'm soon to be finish with the second season of Dexter, I need films! New films!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So the question of the day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How much do you lift? I lift all week ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-7295635153553983275?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7295635153553983275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=7295635153553983275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7295635153553983275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7295635153553983275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-much-do-you-lift.html' title='How Much Do You Lift?'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SZBdRF48BbI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/SYie7jD7IBc/s72-c/P2090543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-3727911981766989181</id><published>2009-02-08T11:13:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:55:24.245+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopp Inn - I'll Give You A Lift!</title><content type='html'>At this moment I'm sitting in the lift. Not as in taking the lift to the top, but sitting in the lift house working. Today I'm working in the Buås-lift at the top of the gondola. The work involves drinking tea/hot chocolate, reading magazines, drinking juice, eating cheese doodles, watching Dexter, bloging, listening to music. and sometimes helping people on the lift. I like! It is nice to get payed for doing what I would do if I was at home, and I like just sitting here not doing much for 7 hours. Call me lazy? Probably ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300370899595402402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SY6zQCgznKI/AAAAAAAAA34/JUD3eeLRfrE/s400/P2080522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tomorrow is an important day. It is the day that Lily Allen's second album is released, and I can't wait to hear it! I must admit - I'm quite a big fan, and with only one album out so far, I'm in desperate need for some more! I've said before that if there was one celebrity I would want to go and drink mashed overcooked potatoes with, it had to be her. First we would go to her place so that I could borrow her whole wardrobe, and I might even colour my hair pink just because she looked so cool with pink hair. Then we would go out and kick arse. It would be awesome, and totally something I think she would be up for if she knew me. Unfortunately she doesn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300377689472718530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SY65bQxtVsI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ae2RnrmUezg/s400/LilyAllen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300374286181511122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SY62VKh2r9I/AAAAAAAAA4A/1PWgomS0lCs/s400/lily-allen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And I've heard some rumours about nasty people saying negative stuff about her style. I say Fuck'em! Or as she would say: &lt;strong&gt;Fuck you very much&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-3727911981766989181?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3727911981766989181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=3727911981766989181&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/3727911981766989181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/3727911981766989181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/hopp-inn-ill-give-you-lift.html' title='Hopp Inn - I&apos;ll Give You A Lift!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SY6zQCgznKI/AAAAAAAAA34/JUD3eeLRfrE/s72-c/P2080522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-56521237439028609</id><published>2009-02-06T22:22:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:52:30.682+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crocheting Is Not The Same As Knitting</title><content type='html'>Who would have thought that spending Friday night in bed would feel so nice! Here I am in my pyjamas with my laptop, yarn, tea and Dexter (TV series). It feels good to sit at crochet (NOT knitting) while watching a deranged mass murderer make my evening even more interesting. While doing this, I have managed to produce stuff. Stuff as in things to put on my head - my big big head. A girl can't have too much clothes, and she definitely cannot have too much headwear. I have now made "dusker" to a couple of beanies I made couple of weeks ago, and swoosh! They are now a zillion times cooler than they were before. For those of you who don't know what a "dusk" is, it is the fluffy, round thing on top of the beanie. It probably have a name in English as well, but I am sure it's not as good as "dusk" so I prefer to say "dusk" &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299801991711499874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYyt1PffJmI/AAAAAAAAA3w/QxrvaUcxMHQ/s400/P2060506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299801447457055746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYytVj_HZAI/AAAAAAAAA3o/1hgpHu9xLTM/s400/P2060503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299801209186391170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYytHsW9lII/AAAAAAAAA3g/ehZ-32qJ7fg/s400/P2060514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I also got a wonderful idea for a law proposal while sitting in the chairlift today, and I am thinking about posting it to the government. What about making a law that says: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One is not allowed to go snowblading without a fancy dress on"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I am also thinking about including jeans, and/or poles in that law. So that people atually have something to chose from. You know, not everyone owns a fancy dress.. even though they should. What do you think about this law? Would you be a pro-snowblade law'er or an anti-snowblade law'er? (Did that even make sense?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope you all are enjoying your weekend to the MAX'est. I know Linn and Karianne are in Trysil, while I'm here working. And I'm smiling like the sun itself! Cause tomorrow it's 3 weeks until super duper happy pappy party people! Have a good night, I'll now go back to my good old friend Dexter. Toodles &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-56521237439028609?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/56521237439028609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=56521237439028609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/56521237439028609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/56521237439028609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/crocheting-is-not-same-as-knitting.html' title='Crocheting Is Not The Same As Knitting'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYyt1PffJmI/AAAAAAAAA3w/QxrvaUcxMHQ/s72-c/P2060506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-7348417769830343242</id><published>2009-02-05T20:47:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:33:58.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot &amp; Toastie Or Just A Hot Toast?</title><content type='html'>I am cold. I hate being cold. I prefer to be warm. Like a toast. Hot and toastie. That is why I spent a fortune on this fleece thermal today. 800,- NOK (- 20% skischool discount) to keep me warm. So if this doesnt help, I'm not sure what to do. But I will gladly spend my fortune to become a toast, because I truely believe that a toast with melted cheese will win over a taco in a fair fight (Hot Rod). But then again - who says anything is fair? &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYtCmuMyy8I/AAAAAAAAA3I/U6KlOcRDkSw/s1600-h/saviour_top_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299402619535674306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYtCmuMyy8I/AAAAAAAAA3I/U6KlOcRDkSw/s400/saviour_top_w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From thermals to other kids of clothing - Fun clothing! I think I have found the designer of my dreams. Heard about the Norwegian girl/designer named &lt;a href="http://www.famirvoll.com/"&gt;Fam Irvoll&lt;/a&gt;? Fun, colourful, pretty, cute, wonderful, AMAZING! If I'm ever getting married, I want her to make my wedding dress. And yes, I want to have lollipops and cupcakes on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299407670356714274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYtHMt-XoyI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VSn7A-m2iKY/s400/DSC02835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299406881697554546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYtGez_X4HI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/A0-yOtwUZzc/s400/2796313490_e156ba69f3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And with one of her knitted sweaters on, I swear I won't be cold. Promise! What if she even made a toast dress! I would definitely buy it, even it if was extremely expencive. Or I could try to do all sorts of nice things for her, so that she would (after a while) give it to me for free. yeah boi, sonds like a plan. Just have to wait for her to knit that toast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some last news of the day: Got an "unconditional" from Univeristy of Sheffield today, which means I've been accepted. Now I'm only waiting for JML and Leeds to let me know what they think, and I'm ready to make my decision. Got my fingers crossed for Leeds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-7348417769830343242?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7348417769830343242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=7348417769830343242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7348417769830343242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7348417769830343242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/hot-toastie-or-just-hot-toast.html' title='Hot &amp; Toastie Or Just A Hot Toast?'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYtCmuMyy8I/AAAAAAAAA3I/U6KlOcRDkSw/s72-c/saviour_top_w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-7566238822431734736</id><published>2009-02-04T22:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:27:11.424+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Kids Go Skiing, Bad Kids Go Home!</title><content type='html'>Short one today as well. Today was an interesting day. Before luch we had a boy (6 year old) in skischool who hit a girl and called her (and I quote) "I won't say I'm sorry to that fuckface". He was then dragged down to the booking, where three grown ladies had to hold him down to get his ski boots off. Reason: he used his boots, his helmets and some random poles he found to hit people around him. He is now gone from ski school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If that wasn't enough, I was attacked by two 5 year olds with cross country poles (with spikes in them) after luch. One bad kid mixed together in a lovely cocktail with another bad kid obviously turnes into a drink with poles. Or spades. One of the boys (the most annoying boy every born) is now gone from ski school. Bu Hu Hu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So the conclusion is something like this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good kids go to skiing heaven, bad kids are kicked out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sptimes.com/News/111300/photos/xpress-RUGRATS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I've got a couple of things I need to get, so I figured if I post it here, there's a bigger chance I'll actually remember buying them. Here goes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bodylotion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makeup remover&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haircolour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweet chili&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pasta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fleece jacket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-7566238822431734736?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7566238822431734736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=7566238822431734736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7566238822431734736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7566238822431734736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-kids-go-skiing-bad-kids-go-home.html' title='Good Kids Go Skiing, Bad Kids Go Home!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1635803425998916051</id><published>2009-02-03T18:33:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:07:18.308+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Foccacia Bread Head</title><content type='html'>Felt like eating something else than chicken and rice, so I figured I would make foccacia bread á la Teskje style! Foccacia bread and spinach soup! A whole bread is a bit too much for one single girl, so I'll probably be eating old bread the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYiU7DH2wNI/AAAAAAAAA24/xdPW8PR-Mh8/s1600-h/P2030488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYiU7DH2wNI/AAAAAAAAA24/xdPW8PR-Mh8/s400/P2030488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298648703772836050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYiVOSTODoI/AAAAAAAAA3A/n66A9kgyPno/s1600-h/P2030489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYiVOSTODoI/AAAAAAAAA3A/n66A9kgyPno/s400/P2030489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298649034264546946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other than eat, I'm planning on watching this guy tonight - I'm gonna watch Twilight one more time, just because I have to. And I'm ordering the books. I think I understand why people get hooked on this stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYiDInb2AeI/AAAAAAAAA2o/xV__bILP8yQ/s1600-h/Twilight-177-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYiDInb2AeI/AAAAAAAAA2o/xV__bILP8yQ/s400/Twilight-177-large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298629145649349090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Robert Pattison not so Ugly Bugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With that said, I'm off to bed. The small rugrats are killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1635803425998916051?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1635803425998916051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1635803425998916051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1635803425998916051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1635803425998916051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/foccacia-bread-head.html' title='Foccacia Bread Head'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYiU7DH2wNI/AAAAAAAAA24/xdPW8PR-Mh8/s72-c/P2030488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-7831026280592871705</id><published>2009-02-02T17:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:21:24.437+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Kids Are Just A Bit More Special Than Others</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYcmGJGfywI/AAAAAAAAA2g/oaOIEZLh-II/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298245373588916994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYcmGJGfywI/AAAAAAAAA2g/oaOIEZLh-II/s400/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New week - new challenges! I'm working in Barneland this week (kids 4-6 years, never skied before. Puh!), so I pretty much have my hands full. Me and Ulrik are in charge for the 4 year olds, and as you can see at the picture above, these small people do not always want to do what they are supposed to. Sometimes they just want to have a little break to lie down and wonder about the big questions in life such as "When is mummy picking me up" and "Can I have one more biscuit". &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some kids cry, some kids laugh, some kids talk ALOT, some kids won't say anything at all, and some are on a totally different planet than the rest of the monkeys in the jungle. Today we had them all. When people call me crazy, I say I would rather have them calling me special. This is probably because special in Norwegian is not exactly them same thing as calling someone special in English. But I guess some kids are just a bot more special than others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and it's my birthday in like a months time, but I really don't know what to wish for. &lt;strong&gt;Is there anyone out there with some good birthday wish ideas? Or is there something special YOU really really want at the moment? &lt;/strong&gt;Tell me, tell me I wanna know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-7831026280592871705?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7831026280592871705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=7831026280592871705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7831026280592871705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7831026280592871705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-kids-are-just-bit-more-special.html' title='Some Kids Are Just A Bit More Special Than Others'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYcmGJGfywI/AAAAAAAAA2g/oaOIEZLh-II/s72-c/DSC00453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-6475778899613258713</id><published>2009-02-02T00:24:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:38:07.269+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Two Years Break Is Officially Over</title><content type='html'>My singing break is officially over. Me and Magne performed three songs at the Open Mic Night tonight at Woody's, and it was super fun to be back on stage! Very unformal, very chill. We played "Let me entertain you" by Robbie Williams, "Jolene" by Dolly Parton and "Best of you" by Foo Fighters. Hope to do it again soon, as long as my voice lasts (or hopefully gets a bit better, cause right now its painful..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297975161895403874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYYwVwGeQWI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/6gQcxFB50Lc/s400/P2010485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297977036613600514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYYyC3-HxQI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/M1N9VKcOPwg/s400/P2010477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After us playing they turned on the karaoke, which resulted in me and Karianne dancing, acting AND singing High School Musical songs. I absolutely LOVE it! "I want it all, I want it, know it I want it, gotta have my star on the wall" lalalalala. Sharpay and Ryan - watch out, cause there are two new girls in town, and they're gonna give you some proper competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was all for the day. Good night, not very excited about this week, too much to do. But I guess that means money, and we like cash. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-6475778899613258713?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6475778899613258713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=6475778899613258713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6475778899613258713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/6475778899613258713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-years-break-is-officially-over.html' title='The Two Years Break Is Officially Over'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYYwVwGeQWI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/6gQcxFB50Lc/s72-c/P2010485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2791927901224869328</id><published>2009-01-30T17:56:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:17:41.828+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Yummy Mummy Sunny SKI!</title><content type='html'>Nice day, nice weather. Right now I'm getting ready to hit up the mountain to Hafjell Panorama to my mum and her crazy friends. Having dinner there - lamb! Yummy yummy! Met up with Mum, Tina and Gry in the slope today. I think they had a lot of fun last night, cause only after one run, they had to sit down to have a beer... just to fix the damage from the night before. But there was nothing to say about the cheerfulness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297136145437361298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYM1QkOtBJI/AAAAAAAAA2A/o-hp27bJOf0/s400/P1300435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gry - Tina - my mum, Katrine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297136472248713458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYM1jlsmgPI/AAAAAAAAA2I/u2OFO8Ngf1U/s400/P1300437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Have a good friday night, see you tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2791927901224869328?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2791927901224869328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2791927901224869328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2791927901224869328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2791927901224869328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/yummy-yummy-mummy-sunny-ski.html' title='Yummy Yummy Mummy Sunny SKI!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYM1QkOtBJI/AAAAAAAAA2A/o-hp27bJOf0/s72-c/P1300435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-786723872017925422</id><published>2009-01-29T16:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:28:41.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To The "Energy-Pouring-Out-Of-My-Ears" Level</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is true. I'm back where I should be. The place where the energy level is a little bit above average, and where I enjoy life's unexpected jumps and bumps. Not so much work today, so I walked home quite early. But its cold here in Øyer/Hafjell. Very cold! Though maybe the picture would illustrate the biting cold pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYHH__XygQI/AAAAAAAAA14/isgHx4d6alU/s1600-h/DSC00449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296734538921312514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYHH__XygQI/AAAAAAAAA14/isgHx4d6alU/s400/DSC00449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYHH4VIwg6I/AAAAAAAAA1w/IlmrjDC7UeM/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296734407324894114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYHH4VIwg6I/AAAAAAAAA1w/IlmrjDC7UeM/s400/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bought First Price salmon at Kiwi today. Not sure if it's any good, but if I'll compare it to all the other First Price stuff I have, I'm sure it's fairly good. Thought I would buy something to supply the endless amount of chicken I'm eating, and salmon is a cheap alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "nice girl week" is coming to its end, and I've actually managed to be a bit productive this week, since I've been spending most of my spare time in my bed watching films. This beanie is a result of all the yarn I had left. But my mum is coming over later today, cause she's brought all my yarn from home with her. That means only one thing: More HATS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any of you out there have any good hat-ideas? I've kinda made all the ones I had..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYHHvCL5-ZI/AAAAAAAAA1o/giKsLsHN2Z8/s1600-h/P1290434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296734247619000722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYHHvCL5-ZI/AAAAAAAAA1o/giKsLsHN2Z8/s400/P1290434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-786723872017925422?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/786723872017925422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=786723872017925422&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/786723872017925422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/786723872017925422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-energy-pouring-out-of-my-ears.html' title='Back To The &quot;Energy-Pouring-Out-Of-My-Ears&quot; Level'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYHH__XygQI/AAAAAAAAA14/isgHx4d6alU/s72-c/DSC00449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-987914442174767541</id><published>2009-01-28T22:19:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:51:35.921+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Payday Payday, I Think We Have A Problem Here!</title><content type='html'>Payday today (filling up my savings account)! Been working + skiing after work. Now I'm watching &lt;em&gt;You, Me &amp;amp; Dupree&lt;/em&gt; and soon moving on to wonderland. Trying to load my batteries for this weekend, so my plans for tomorrow are close to none. And this message is for my mum: I got some time off on Friday, so if you wanna ski with me, I'm up for it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296465420432847218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYDTPO4KMXI/AAAAAAAAA1g/rr5MyAM5SaY/s400/n526132520_1220351_1603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh, and the big suprise for Daniel and Adam is all set! After some fixing and trixing, I think me and Karianne have got a proper awesome suprise in store for the two foreigners. Also, if everythign goes according to plan, I'll be getting these amazing leggings in a four weeks time! The only thing that would make them look even more amazing, was if I had a pair of Punk Rose Pop sneaker... But I don't. I can only look at the picture and hope that one day - one nice day - they'll be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296462609743329970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYDQroPjurI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7JDGe1xf_P0/s400/Folietights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296463176472303842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYDRMneRmOI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/7QraqXHbX80/s400/73120_BKLM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-987914442174767541?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/987914442174767541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=987914442174767541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/987914442174767541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/987914442174767541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/payday-payday-i-think-we-have-problem.html' title='Payday Payday, I Think We Have A Problem Here!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SYDTPO4KMXI/AAAAAAAAA1g/rr5MyAM5SaY/s72-c/n526132520_1220351_1603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2074598837635581393</id><published>2009-01-27T16:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:43:59.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Unconditional Offers, Three To Go</title><content type='html'>News report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in at Middlesex University in London today. That means that I've been accepted to two Unis, and that I still haven't got an answer from the three others. Hope I hear something from Leeds soon, since thats the school I want to go to. Would be typical that I got in to all the others, but not Leeds. Jeje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295999175567915362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SX8rMNZ8uWI/AAAAAAAAA04/C_KB8HOREqM/s400/home_bg3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2074598837635581393?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2074598837635581393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2074598837635581393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2074598837635581393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2074598837635581393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-unconditional-offers-three-to-go.html' title='Two Unconditional Offers, Three To Go'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SX8rMNZ8uWI/AAAAAAAAA04/C_KB8HOREqM/s72-c/home_bg3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4661652261770033960</id><published>2009-01-26T20:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:02:01.379+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited About Being Excited About Exciting Stuff!</title><content type='html'>I have about a 100 things I'm excited about at the moment, and it's such a good feeling! So much to look forward to, so much to do. It's busy as always at the ski school, and since I'm not the most fortunate person, I went to the pharmacy today to get some "get-rid-of-the-10-tons-of-snot-in-my-nose" thingies, so that I'll be ready for the super busy week 7 and 8. Because I know that even if I was really sick, it's way too much to do for me to lay around the house. Good thing Norway is one of the cheapest countries in the world, so that the stuff I got (under) only cost me almost the same as the yearly rice consumption in China.. In other words - almost nothing, almost emptied my bank account. Huh!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295686007160146706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SX4OXaLJixI/AAAAAAAAA0w/njPjJrIiMFQ/s400/P1260429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First of all, I'm super duper excited about this weekend. Not only is it pay day tomorrow, but Karianne and Marie is coming up. That means only one thing: lots of good time all around. Also, it's only 1 month until me and the wife gets visitours. And oh boy, do we have big monterous plans!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second of all I'm starting to get really excited about starting Uni next year (this fall). Been checking out the student unions at the different Unis I've applied to, and I think I most definitely gonna join a ski/snowboard group. Probably the only chance I have to meet other snow freaks and the only chance I've got to do some skiing/boarding while/if I'm over there. Looks like they all arrange trips to the Alps a coule times a year, so it's all good. But to go on a dry slope is something I'm very VERY sceptic to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And third and last thing I'm gonna share that I'm very excited about indeed, is the amazing but still not decided around-the-world trip me and Karianne are going on. Haven decided where we're gonna go, where we're gonna start, for how long, or when we're gonna go. But one thing is for sure: WE ARE GOING SOMEWHERE! Even if I end up backpacking in East Europe.- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/object2/1541/42/l11106370217_7410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4661652261770033960?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4661652261770033960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4661652261770033960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4661652261770033960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4661652261770033960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/excited-about-being-excited-about.html' title='Excited About Being Excited About Exciting Stuff!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SX4OXaLJixI/AAAAAAAAA0w/njPjJrIiMFQ/s72-c/P1260429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1117576030494195741</id><published>2009-01-25T17:06:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:51:33.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Neonfantastic Spotted Again!</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hello everyone! I'm finally back after almost a whole week of blog silence. I haven't got a good excuse or even something really exciting to tell, but since its a while since I've forced my funky thoughts upon you, I'll let you know all about what's been going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wednesday: Even though I wrote on Thuesday that I wouldn't go out in Lillehammer with the rest beacuse I didn't feel too good, I wasn't able to stay at home knowing others were out having fun. This is why I travelled all the way to the big L to try something a bit different than the usual Woody's. Really good night, and Brenneriet is such a nice club.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thursday: Chillnight! Did absolutely nothing except work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Friday: These three guys had a Sortland-reunion at our house:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295267057584042914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXyRVVYf86I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ANki8k0jE0w/s400/P1230364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Saturday: Was (un)lucky enough to have to work as a parking guard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295267588770198914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXyR0QNJdYI/AAAAAAAAA0g/qBQviw05lg4/s400/P1240374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295267956319976706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXySJpb1_QI/AAAAAAAAA0o/x8moy0F5B8A/s400/P1240375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Standing in the parking for 5 hours in snowstorm is not recommended. And a down jacket do not like to be tortured in a snowstorm. The result is a very cold and sad down jacket, which - as a result of my torturing - decides to become as useful as a plastic bag. Nice to contain things in, but not capable of serving any function as a piece of clothing. Hurray! I also met up with Camilla. Went skiing with her, then afterski, then more of that after afterski. Proper shattered today when I had to have 5 hours skischool. Once again Iæ'm lying in my bed tired as f¤%&amp;amp;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And oh, I've got news!&lt;/strong&gt; It turnes out that I've been accepted at University of Sunderland! So now I know at least that I will start Uni this autumn, and that I actually do have a place to go to! Quite excited about this, and hopefully I'll get accepted my the other Unis I've applied to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Catch you on the flipside people! See you in the powder! (at least &lt;strong&gt;40 cm fresh powpow&lt;/strong&gt; here at the moment. Yeah boi!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1117576030494195741?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1117576030494195741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1117576030494195741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1117576030494195741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1117576030494195741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/neonfantastic-spotted-again.html' title='Neonfantastic Spotted Again!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXyRVVYf86I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ANki8k0jE0w/s72-c/P1230364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5572784850925969121</id><published>2009-01-20T21:53:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:15:56.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Mushrooms Contains Tons Of Proteins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXY6QWMvfrI/AAAAAAAAA0I/pyuhKMOlrOc/s1600-h/Sn%C3%B8sopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293482464531938994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXY6QWMvfrI/AAAAAAAAA0I/pyuhKMOlrOc/s400/Sn%C3%B8sopper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More snow at Geilo this time last year, but I'm super happy with the amount of snow we've got the last couple of days. Can you tell? (do not consider the fact that I look dead - I'm just peaceful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293483067312980002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXY6zbu8QCI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/r4UaCMS6TZU/s400/P1200352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think I'm getting sick by the way. Might eat some snow mushrooms to boost my vitamine (protein?) level, but then again; they look too nice to be eaten. Was thinking about going out in Lillehammer tomorrow night, but that won't help me get better, so I'll reschedule.&lt;br /&gt;The reason for my sickness and soar throat might also be the fact that Hafjell is populated during the winterseason by 99,9% Danish tourists. These people are not the best at understand Norwegian, which results in me trying my best to speak Danish. ALL DAY LONG. For those of you who don't hear or understand the difference between Norwegian or Danish, I can tell you that Danish is almost the same language as Norwegian, except every single Danish word is pronounced like you've got a huge potatoe stuck in your throat. Nice one you say. Ouch I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are enjoying the snow that's falling down all around the eastern part of Norway these days. For those of you elsewhere; enjoy whatever there is to enjoy. LALALALAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5572784850925969121?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5572784850925969121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5572784850925969121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5572784850925969121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5572784850925969121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-mushrooms-contains-tons-of.html' title='Snow Mushrooms Contains Tons Of Proteins'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXY6QWMvfrI/AAAAAAAAA0I/pyuhKMOlrOc/s72-c/Sn%C3%B8sopper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-833524278769711425</id><published>2009-01-19T15:52:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:21:15.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations, Celebrations And Pure Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXSZqvZ2wzI/AAAAAAAAA0A/tMm0Ojcdflw/s1600-h/170331_lips_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293024421625643826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXSZqvZ2wzI/AAAAAAAAA0A/tMm0Ojcdflw/s400/170331_lips_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations to Karianne - she got her drivers lisence today! &lt;/strong&gt;Hurray hurray hurray! This will definitely take our marriage to another level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as you can see on the pictures below, it's pow pow happy playtime outside at the moment. Soo GOOD! Tomorrow I'm gonna try to get in some snowboarding time after work. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXSVURpGsII/AAAAAAAAAzo/4HJ0y2Bi6Lc/s1600-h/P1190345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293019637632905346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXSVURpGsII/AAAAAAAAAzo/4HJ0y2Bi6Lc/s400/P1190345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Morning glory - 08:45 this morning, ready for work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293020264135718994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXSV4vjA-FI/AAAAAAAAAzw/lUy9gy4GrJk/s400/P1190344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The life here at Skriua is still all good. Another new face came yesterday - Magne's friend Alex. They're very cute together, almost like an old married couple. I also promised to write an article about them, but I hope the blog will be good enough. Photos will come later, and the story will be written. We even almsot came up with a heading, but I forgot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I promised to mention Francis today. So now I have. Francis, Frannie, BBG or Wannabe G/2Pac fanatic? (naah;)) May the skiing force be with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-833524278769711425?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/833524278769711425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=833524278769711425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/833524278769711425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/833524278769711425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/congratulations-celebrations-and-pure.html' title='Congratulations, Celebrations And Pure Joy'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXSZqvZ2wzI/AAAAAAAAA0A/tMm0Ojcdflw/s72-c/170331_lips_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-3526880131259490120</id><published>2009-01-18T16:48:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:24:07.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I Enjoy A Little Bit Of White Please?</title><content type='html'>Yes! I do! White = SNOW! It is snowing! HURRA! And it has been the whole weekend. Not very much, but at least a good 10 cm. I have had the whole weekend off, which was really good. I get quite upset with myself though, cause the two days in ages I can actually sleep for as long as I want, I wake up at 10 am! What The F%&amp;amp;¤??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292667407940938146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXNU9zybaaI/AAAAAAAAAzY/DpL7nvNcjmM/s400/P1170308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So yesterday me and Sarah went to Lillehammer for some shopping. That is; I went shopping, Sarah just went along. Got some new shoes (my excuse is that they were on sale) and some other cool stuff. Even bough a scarf at Fretex (vintage) for 20 kr. Dead cool 80's style. I customized one of the t-shirts as well, cause it was only black and white and I wanted some colours in there. Turned out pretty cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292666353278965138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXNUAa3a1ZI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/1hKJsVlXyiM/s400/P1180341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292666044362306674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXNTucD8tHI/AAAAAAAAAzI/h8py09iUyp8/s400/P1180338.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Saturday night went down with a bang. We had a big preparty at our house. After numerous beers, crazy circus stunts, saunas and car accidents, we walked the long and winding road to Woody's (yes, again..). Yet another messy night in that bar, this time probably more messy than usual. We danced, we laughed, we got injured (I did - Magne twisted my finger. It was fun all until I couldn't move it anymore), we sang and we walked around in circles. When the clock passed LATE we walked back home, and the road was even more winding than ever. The afterparty included, me, Magne and Ole Martin eating almost everything in the fridge + an acoustic jam session by Maggie and Parker singing Jolene and Best Of You probably somwhere between 10 and 15 times. Some Brithey Spears tunes were also performed, and when finally all the sound that was left in us was gone up in thin air, we went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292668122927794098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXNVnbUlB7I/AAAAAAAAAzg/qTMm15NF4bY/s400/P1180332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Today I went snowboarding for the first time this season. At least it's the first time I've been snowboarding beside work. A bit unstable in the beginning, but I got the hang of it after a while. Now I've put on new bedsheets on my bed, and really looking forward to go to sleep. Some not so good news we got just an hour ago is that two of the skiinstructors are missing after a cross-country skiing trip this weekend. We know they've got lost, but noone knows where they are, cause they haven't got any signal on their phones. Scary! I really hope everything will be allright, and that they will come back all fine. Now that they just found the missing guy up here dead a few days ago, we don't need more people missing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-3526880131259490120?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3526880131259490120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=3526880131259490120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/3526880131259490120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/3526880131259490120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-i-enjoy-little-bit-of-white.html' title='I Think I Enjoy A Little Bit Of White Please?'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXNU9zybaaI/AAAAAAAAAzY/DpL7nvNcjmM/s72-c/P1170308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4287869034069345251</id><published>2009-01-16T15:55:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:19:31.432+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple People Play Piano</title><content type='html'>I did go out last night - not as a chav, but more like a bling wannabe G.. or something. Hoping to see some more pictures popping up soon. Since I wasn't a very good photographer last night, I'm waiting for other to share their fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291905908268294290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXCgYscfYJI/AAAAAAAAAyo/HqpwmvzH8Nc/s400/n526132520_1196740_3249.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Tonight I'm not sure what I'm doing. First mission: FOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I bought a pair of goggles for my mum yesterday and they are soo cool! Really stylish, black and gold - class! If it hadn't been for the fact that I might move to rainy England next year, I would buy some new gear - goggles and the purple one piece from Salomon. But I don't really see the point when I don't even know if I'm gonna ski anything next year. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291908396483505378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXCiphxObOI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ihVHYc29CO8/s400/dragon_mace_goggles_jet_gold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291911089602307170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXClGSayJGI/AAAAAAAAAzA/c4tU9hPyVEk/s400/product_image+-+Kopi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4287869034069345251?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4287869034069345251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4287869034069345251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4287869034069345251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4287869034069345251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-did-go-out-last-night-not-as-chav-but.html' title='Purple People Play Piano'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SXCgYscfYJI/AAAAAAAAAyo/HqpwmvzH8Nc/s72-c/n526132520_1196740_3249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-8873217487484112337</id><published>2009-01-15T18:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:36:34.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bling &amp; Chav Night</title><content type='html'>It's Bling &amp;amp; Chav night at Woody's tonight. I didn't have a clue about what a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chav"&gt;chav&lt;/a&gt; actually was, even though the English people working at Woody's tried to explain to me. Thanks to Wikipedia and other random sites, I've discovered something horrible! If you wanna know what a chav is, just type in CHAV in the search area at your facebook, and dusin (at least) different anti-chav groups pops up. Take a look at those photos! I must say, and I do not mean to offend any of my English darlings, but OH LORD! That is just so stereotypical English! That's exactly what a Norwegian would think a normal small town English person would wear. At least that's my experience. Hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291574956058411266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SW9zYvY3AQI/AAAAAAAAAyg/SDLCMgcIQaU/s400/n286603860_549723_9548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So the question now is whether I will dress up as a chav - put my bling bling on and hit town (Woody's). Might be fun cause it's live music night as well tonight. But I don't think I'll "get it". . the whole chav thing you know. . Even though I know I've met many of them. Like this summer, when Karianne almost got a monsterous "what I now think is a chav??" guy on her neck. Not cute, not handsome. Not anyhing really. Just scary. He even had tattoos in his face for Gods sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But yeah, that's the story of my day. Haven't done much - worked four hours, then went home and cleaned the whole first floor. Now we can actually walk around the house with socks on without having to take them off after 30 min cause they're black under... ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So maybe you'll se some pictures here soon of me chaving up, or maybe not. Anywhoos - I'm offskies! LAters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-8873217487484112337?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8873217487484112337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=8873217487484112337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8873217487484112337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8873217487484112337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/bling-chav-night.html' title='Bling &amp; Chav Night'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SW9zYvY3AQI/AAAAAAAAAyg/SDLCMgcIQaU/s72-c/n286603860_549723_9548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-9058497325656661113</id><published>2009-01-13T19:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:41:18.894+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Green And Confuddled</title><content type='html'>Nice day at work, nice evening at home. Tara and Gunnar are over, and we are all having dinner together. First time since I came here that we are all eating the same food. I'm thinking about prepping my skis tomorrow and getting a massage from SkiFys, a fysiotherapy team located at the alpine centre. Cost me only 80 kr for 30 min, so why not. My neck is growning knots like leaves on a tree in the spring, so I better do something about that. Can't have leaves, don't like green. At least not a green neck. If you see what I mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290848281883420242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWzeevIlplI/AAAAAAAAAyY/qZbM_6h8V_Y/s400/green-man-full2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another little funny thing that happend today. I came a little bit late to work cause I forgot the key to my locker (had to drive back home), and I didn't have a lessong until 11 am. When I got to the skischool, I went in to the Booking to ask if I had gotten any lessons before 11, and because the girl who worked there is new, I had to tell her my name so that she could check. When I told her my name she went; "Oh, are you the girl that sings?" I got a bit "HUH", cause the only time I've ever sung up here is at our Skriua Jam Sessions (that't the name of our house - Skriua, and its only been me, Maggie, Ole and a few others). I didn't really know what to say so I went; "Hmm.. maybe? I sing a bit, but I don't know why anyone would know about it." She said that there were rumours about me at Hafjell AlpineSenter, and I must say I'm a bit confuddled. Don't really have any idea why these rumours are out, but it is a bit funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully people will come and see me and Maggie sing a couple of songs at an Open Mic night at Woody's (at any given Sunday).  And yes, I will let you all know when and how it went down. Until then, or until tormorrow - have a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-9058497325656661113?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/9058497325656661113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=9058497325656661113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/9058497325656661113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/9058497325656661113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/green-and-confuddled.html' title='Green And Confuddled'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWzeevIlplI/AAAAAAAAAyY/qZbM_6h8V_Y/s72-c/green-man-full2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-8393317899280416974</id><published>2009-01-12T18:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:19:33.654+01:00</updated><title type='text'>May The Wind Take Me To Journalism School</title><content type='html'>Just sent my UCAS application, and I'm kinda freaking out about it. Just think; if I don't get in in Oslo, this is my only chance. And what if I don't get in in England either? What will become of me? Will I forever be a skibum? It would be nice, but I don't think my body or mind could take it. I need to get serious and stop running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.taradel.com/siteimages/newspapers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Just had a really nice dinner. Yum yum! Chicken, rice, wok teriaki. I eat chicken, rice, carrots and brocoli every day, and have done the last two weeks, but I don't get tired of it. Not yet. I think I'll go and have some more. If I can't have sweets, at least I can eat as much as I want of all the other stuff. And why is that? Because I'm worth it (L'Oreal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-8393317899280416974?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8393317899280416974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=8393317899280416974&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8393317899280416974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8393317899280416974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/may-wind-take-me-to-journalism-school.html' title='May The Wind Take Me To Journalism School'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-257864527821016503</id><published>2009-01-11T21:52:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:27:56.234+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When There's Only Black &amp; White, No Shades Of Gray</title><content type='html'>Don't get me all confused by the headline. I'm not depressed or sad or anything really. It's just that I get a bit put out of the fact that it seems like there are only either black or white, yes or no, wrong or right. I like all the stuff in between, but nowadays all that seems gone somehow. Probably by coincidincky (coincidence) For starters: The weather! It's been probably -15 degrees on an average the last three weeks. Naturally I have been hoping for some warmer weather - but not as warm as it is now! +6 degrees and snow slush nightmare! I'm sweating like a slice of cheese in an old luchbox, the pavements are all shiny ice and the little snow we have will soon be gone. Swooosh - we just went from wrong to wrong again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly: (and no; I'm still all positive and smiling, so don't take this as aother "I'm sick of my life" post) I'm either working, or I'm at home thinking about going to bed and sleep for AS LONG AS I WANT. There's only full speed or no speed at all! Work/party, or completely dead meat. It would be nice if I could get used to being all active and social soon, so that I could load up some batteries and feel like a normal person. But then again. I'd rather be in this state than be too normal. Would you like to be normal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290149636567433810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWpjEOhDglI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1rXIQAFMuzo/s400/P1110259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290149036970630626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWpihU2CXeI/AAAAAAAAAyI/-4G8TF-e7BU/s400/P1110281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290148699535414882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWpiNrzNlmI/AAAAAAAAAyA/dUeuhfR9esA/s400/P1110282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Also, I wanted to say that it's 6 weeks and 6 days until Feb 28th. And for those of you who know what that means, I have to say I'm really looking forward to it. Got myself a good 2,5 weeks off work. Can't wait to see you! And Adam - you will learn to board. I promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290147801272552498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWphZZgqDDI/AAAAAAAAAxw/2zkhzdY-cu8/s400/DSC_0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But guys, don't get me wrong. There's still loads of neon in that black and white. I always manage to squeeze in some neon. YEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-257864527821016503?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/257864527821016503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=257864527821016503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/257864527821016503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/257864527821016503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-theres-only-black-white-no-shades.html' title='When There&apos;s Only Black &amp; White, No Shades Of Gray'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWpjEOhDglI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1rXIQAFMuzo/s72-c/P1110259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2216361255184795146</id><published>2009-01-09T18:58:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:16:08.714+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know That Good Feeling</title><content type='html'>Today has been all about that good feeling. You know the feeling you get when you're tired and actually just want to do nothing, but since you're having so much fun, you keep going?! Sophie is in town, and I've been skiing with her and her snowboarding best friend Annica. Cute girls;) Sophie's adopted my old neon yellow outfit. Did anyone say NEONFANTASTIC? Yeah boii! Also met up with an old friend - Cathrine Stensby. She's actually the one that introduced me to snowboarding, so in some way I can thank her that I am where I'm at today. Cheers Cathrine! The Hafjell paparazzi was out and snapped some shots of the Parker sisters. Now I'm tired again (what is going on?), and I think this is gonna be a very quiet Friday night (had a couple of good cold ones at afterski after work..). Dave Matthews Band in my ears and lying in my newly fixed double bed. Ahhh, life could only get better if I had the weekend off :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289357744254934514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWeS2BxG3fI/AAAAAAAAAxY/WDzwZa_IMM4/s400/P1090235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWeTPZUdIlI/AAAAAAAAAxg/CKOCzUEcvFU/s1600-h/P1090240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289358180073939538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWeTPZUdIlI/AAAAAAAAAxg/CKOCzUEcvFU/s400/P1090240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWeShFn_99I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/dx6XcojMDfE/s1600-h/P1090233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289357384513222610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWeShFn_99I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/dx6XcojMDfE/s400/P1090233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289358495703785954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWeThxIeYeI/AAAAAAAAAxo/z4Z77YVd5a4/s400/P1090239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWeSNzY1MOI/AAAAAAAAAxI/2mb1-Z9FDhU/s1600-h/P1060212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289357053200249058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWeSNzY1MOI/AAAAAAAAAxI/2mb1-Z9FDhU/s400/P1060212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2216361255184795146?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2216361255184795146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2216361255184795146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2216361255184795146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2216361255184795146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-know-that-good-feeling.html' title='You Know That Good Feeling'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWeS2BxG3fI/AAAAAAAAAxY/WDzwZa_IMM4/s72-c/P1090235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1079782856982472749</id><published>2009-01-08T17:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T17:56:06.054+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Norwegian Swiss Chocolate</title><content type='html'>I haven't been much of a chocolate eater since I moved to Hafjell. Quite suprising really, since I could probably live a happy life only eating chocolate. But today, on my way home I stopped by COOP. Needed nailpolish remover and pasta, and what always happends when I visit COOP, happend today as well. I end up buying all sorts of stuff, just because they've got so much yumyum! On my way out I went past the chocolate section, and I finally gave in to my longings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288963942715867794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWYsrwttwpI/AAAAAAAAAw4/TPT8EqgYa0s/s400/P1080232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Healthy dinner + 1 whole "Swiss" chocolate bar = Not so healthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight Sophie is coming up here with a friend. They're not staying at mine, but with her friend's parents. But since there ain't that much to do at the skischool nowadays I've only got one lesson tomorrow, and the rest of the day off. That means qualitime with little sister in the slopes. Got some good runs in today as well, but since my knees are not playing on the same team as I am, the occational good run is followed by two not so friendly joints. Whoop whoop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288966296940948370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWYu0y4tq5I/AAAAAAAAAxA/wdk9o5U8VDk/s400/P1070226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Since I didn't have any more interesting chocolate pictures for you, I'm posting a picture of me and Dougie. Thats's me and Dougie PARKER! So he's the Mister and I'm the Miss, which kinda makes me his daughter... wierd. And he's Scottish, so he almost says Parker the same way I say it. Haha. Even though I don't always understand what he's going on about. Bubble Babble, Bobble? HUH? It all sounds the same!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1079782856982472749?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1079782856982472749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1079782856982472749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1079782856982472749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1079782856982472749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/real-norwegian-swiss-chocolate.html' title='Real Norwegian Swiss Chocolate'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWYsrwttwpI/AAAAAAAAAw4/TPT8EqgYa0s/s72-c/P1080232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5798279119249051848</id><published>2009-01-07T21:20:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:55:02.342+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You Want To Ski With Me For Tea?</title><content type='html'>Just got home from "work". It's been a very very long day, but then again a very fun and long day. Didn't start off too good with me being a little bit tired after the big B-Day bash last night, but hey - I've done it many times before, and I know that the best think to cure an upcoming hangover is fresh air and skis on my feet. And I was lucky enough to get the last two hours off today. So skiing for 4 hours and then have time off to do nothing is not anything I'll complain about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having a burger meal at Woody's I slept for about one hour at the ski school. Once a week we try to have clinics where we work on our own skiing, and since I've only been teaching people how to make pizzas and sausages with their skis and not really doing any proper skiing, I convinced myself not to go home and be a fat lazy arse. Instead I have skied for 8 hours today included work. The clinic was really fun, and I think I've on to something with my carving turn:D I had almost forgot how much fun it is! Happy happy! Constructiv feedback really help me become better, and I really want to. Woho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm sitting in my bed with my pink thermals still on, listening to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_bQ80xZNwI"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; song (which is my absolute favourite at the moment), and contemplating my next move. Probably have to take a shower and sort my hair out, wich kinda looks like one big massive dreadlock on the top of my nut called "head". Hope you all have had a good day and so far a good week. Even though its been (and still is) somewhere between -15 and -20 degrees outside, that one really good run makes it all worth it spending 8 hours outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288654662257171522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWUTZRONXEI/AAAAAAAAAww/hfP8JgAUddI/s400/P1060213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And hey - to you people out there other places than in this cold country that I care about: I MISS YOU. That goes for all of you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5798279119249051848?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5798279119249051848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5798279119249051848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5798279119249051848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5798279119249051848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-got-home-from-work.html' title='You Want To Ski With Me For Tea?'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWUTZRONXEI/AAAAAAAAAww/hfP8JgAUddI/s72-c/P1060213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-2043642330096456139</id><published>2009-01-06T16:17:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:29:52.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'>B-Day At Gardiner's Garage Club! Be There!</title><content type='html'>It's Emily Gardiner's birthday today, and therefor I'm lucky to be invited over to the Woody's house for dinner and a little preparty. Since I'm a poor skiinstructor, I don't have a lot of money to go spending on presents. especially now right after Christmas. But after a couple of minutes of digging, I dug up some creativity, and MADE the present myself! I'm very pleased with the outcome, and I would definitely wore it if I wasn't giving it away. And, it says Miss Emily and Gardiner's Garage Club on it (wich is the name of the non-existing pub/club I imagined she owned while making it) so its better to give it to her.. Now the question is; will she wear it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First out is the sweet birthday girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288204550885238594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWN6BVseZ0I/AAAAAAAAAwo/15Hjfp_Gt6E/s400/n512045398_1362150_3077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Second, the present:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWN48e4j3_I/AAAAAAAAAwg/EHQLRhZJWEY/s1600-h/P1060206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288203367940874226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWN48e4j3_I/AAAAAAAAAwg/EHQLRhZJWEY/s400/P1060206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWN4ajzpF_I/AAAAAAAAAwY/TevT5OgElls/s1600-h/P1060207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288202785146869746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWN4ajzpF_I/AAAAAAAAAwY/TevT5OgElls/s400/P1060207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWN3st2LLfI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qsVP3SvvkI0/s1600-h/P1060208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288201997567864306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWN3st2LLfI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qsVP3SvvkI0/s400/P1060208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-2043642330096456139?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2043642330096456139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=2043642330096456139&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2043642330096456139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/2043642330096456139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/b-day-at-gardines-garage-club-be-there.html' title='B-Day At Gardiner&apos;s Garage Club! Be There!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SWN6BVseZ0I/AAAAAAAAAwo/15Hjfp_Gt6E/s72-c/n512045398_1362150_3077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1636527217344740544</id><published>2009-01-04T18:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:43:10.198+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SuperHopper Goes Wild</title><content type='html'>Today I had a little bit of a disagreement with the park at Hafjell. I will not try to make you guys think that I, at any point in my life have been a good, or even remotely okey park skier/snowboarder. I would love say without lying that I'm absolutely kicking ass while shredding down the mountain, but that would just be wrong. So yesterday when I was skiing with Ole Martin and Magne, I was just watching them.. I did that today as well, all until all the crazy, skilled people had gone home about 3ish. After a little pep-talk with Magne, I figured that I had to have a go, at least just one time, at a jump. Of course I chose the smalles jump, decided where to start from, and went for it. The thing that happend next must have been an entertaining sight for the about 5 people there: &lt;p align="left"&gt;Christina skies towards the jump. Christina goes off the jump. Christina gets very suprised of the size of the jump which she just seconds ago had though was small - as in SMALL. But no, Christina continues being suprised as she soares through the air. Christina understands that she is actually on her way down again, which results in the best part this cold, but sunny afternoon. Christina is nowhere near right ending position (she is probably lying backwards, not leaning forwards as you should if you want to continue skiing after your little stunt). Christina hits the snow with a BOOOM. Christina is no longer standing upright skiing, she is sitting on the back of her skis. Christina is rolling around probably somewhere between 2 and 4 times down the slope. &lt;strong&gt;Christina has landed.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I must say; even though it was the shittyest performance probably ever made by a skiinstructor at Hafjell SkiSkole, there are some positive aspects by my attempt on becoming SuperHopper. #1: There is no chance in H&amp;amp;%¤ that it can get any worse, so from now on my superpowers can only get better. #2: I now know what I should not do, and have also understood what to actually do to be able to avoid lying in a pile at the bottom. The challenge is now to transfer this wisdom from my head out out to my body. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So if you ever want a Newschool lesson at Hafjell, please don't ask for me as your instructor. The chances are slim to none that I will be able to help you much. Haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And PS: I did try to rail. That is - I didn't really make a big effort, just made a big fuzz about it and got angry. Not with myself, but with the rail. Its always nice to have someone/something to blame. In this case its my skis and the rail that won't let me understand how to put my body and skis sideways on the stupid thing. Magne said I looked like an old Danish beginner while trying to get to "second base" with my chosen rail. I probably did as well. Fuck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 458px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 630px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://expn.go.com/08/ski/080109_wire_grete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1636527217344740544?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1636527217344740544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1636527217344740544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1636527217344740544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1636527217344740544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/superhopper-goes-wild.html' title='SuperHopper Goes Wild'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-529099308619379035</id><published>2009-01-03T21:48:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:04:33.097+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Iiiii'm Coming Out, So You Better Get This Party Started</title><content type='html'>Song by Pink, dancing, drinking, laughing, talking, running, jumping and a little bit of fun by me and my two better halves (or thirds) this weekend: Karianne &amp;amp; Andrea! Nice to finally having a weekend off work, and I'm enjoying it to the max. Skiing and partying - woho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SV_QM_4h4qI/AAAAAAAAAvo/DVOzxrqMGGg/s1600-h/P1020143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287173409281794722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SV_QM_4h4qI/AAAAAAAAAvo/DVOzxrqMGGg/s400/P1020143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287174509166665186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SV_RNBRhHeI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Sz-vlDtaEYk/s400/P1030182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287174089316387202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SV_Q0lNaSYI/AAAAAAAAAvw/P4gXuGZnhDk/s400/P1030164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287175204646144386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SV_R1gIvyYI/AAAAAAAAAwA/pti-llP7huE/s400/P1030187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287175698996318178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SV_SSRvAz-I/AAAAAAAAAwI/EINpRI53Z7g/s400/P1030175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-529099308619379035?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/529099308619379035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=529099308619379035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/529099308619379035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/529099308619379035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/iiiiim-coming-out-so-you-better-get.html' title='Iiiii&apos;m Coming Out, So You Better Get This Party Started'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SV_QM_4h4qI/AAAAAAAAAvo/DVOzxrqMGGg/s72-c/P1020143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-8772911511688407243</id><published>2009-01-01T16:54:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:20:00.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year Has No Fear - Cause He's Got A Lot Of Beer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy new year people! Here at Hafjell its so cold, I can hear my brain freeze. Yesterday we had -18 degrees at the bottom when I started work at 10 am. Poor little sweet children who have to ski with horrible shark Christina all day in that cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286359047307163378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVzri5HqdvI/AAAAAAAAAvg/WJvBF8MvAs4/s400/PC310095.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo taken by Samuel, 5 years old from Scotland. Can you see him in my goggles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last night (new years) was super fun. Had a wonderful dinner at Karianne's cabin with her family and their friends, and then we took a taxi down to Woody's. What a lovely way to welcome the new year sitting in a taxi overlooking the fireworks from Øyer (ehh?)!  Arrived at Woody's 00:02, and didn't have any problem getting our groooove on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286358587951750802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVzrIJ4zHpI/AAAAAAAAAvY/WryXH-CFM5g/s400/PC310107.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HotDog with his New Years outfit. Golden ribbons! The more the merrier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since neither me or Karianne wanted to walk home to my place in that cold (or in high heels), we decided to crash at the Woody's people's house. Good thing I had my big backpack with thermals, skipants and beanie with me! After waking up not knowing where I was, dragging my poor little body to the ski school, and forcing myself to enjoy my work, I have now finally come home. The result: Christina is now realizing that she is a very tired and cold girl, and she is also in big need of:  washing clothes, tidy her room, making some food, take a shower and then go to sleep. Sounds like a brilliant plan! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286358008517933490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVzqmbVAubI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/SH5KFpB6vQM/s400/PC310100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-8772911511688407243?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8772911511688407243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=8772911511688407243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8772911511688407243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/8772911511688407243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-has-no-fear-cause-hes-got-lot.html' title='The New Year Has No Fear - Cause He&apos;s Got A Lot Of Beer!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVzri5HqdvI/AAAAAAAAAvg/WJvBF8MvAs4/s72-c/PC310095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1708015605374472704</id><published>2008-12-28T21:14:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:52:04.429+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1 - 2- 3 - Do You Want To Finish My Personal Statement For Me? You Can Do It For Free?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVfmAMmVfVI/AAAAAAAAAu4/XBqsNapM9As/s1600-h/Unis_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284945578798972242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVfmAMmVfVI/AAAAAAAAAu4/XBqsNapM9As/s400/Unis_Page_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So all right! At this day, the 28th of December 2008, it is 18 days until I have to be done with my University application for Unis in England. Is that all okey? No - not really. I've now narrowed my text down from 5500 characters to 3950, which I'm very happy about. But I'm not really sure about the content of the text. Magne was nice today and helped me a bit with it. So now as many as three lucky people have witnessed and read my brave attempt on once again attacking the school bench. Will my application stand out? Will they even consider me as an candidate? God nows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But If you suddenly get the urge to have a look at my personal statment, feel free to let me know! I'll gladly share my thoughts abouth myself and my skills with you! If not, have a good night and a relaxing Sunday. TA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1708015605374472704?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1708015605374472704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1708015605374472704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1708015605374472704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1708015605374472704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-2-3-do-you-want-to-finish-my-personal.html' title='1 - 2- 3 - Do You Want To Finish My Personal Statement For Me? You Can Do It For Free?'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVfmAMmVfVI/AAAAAAAAAu4/XBqsNapM9As/s72-c/Unis_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-4945338007069486707</id><published>2008-12-27T17:59:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T18:23:03.254+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Was Your Age, We Read Book Just For FUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVZj_klK5qI/AAAAAAAAAuw/sNa2pCoCfWM/s1600-h/PC270085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284521156568344226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVZj_klK5qI/AAAAAAAAAuw/sNa2pCoCfWM/s400/PC270085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVZgWIThwpI/AAAAAAAAAug/Pbeh64g2p3k/s1600-h/PC270084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284517146068632210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVZgWIThwpI/AAAAAAAAAug/Pbeh64g2p3k/s400/PC270084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quite amazing. Books. Harry Potter. JK Rowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cry and laugh all at once. I want to read the last book one more time. Cry some more. Laugh some more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284519076623657650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVZiGgLtqrI/AAAAAAAAAuo/K4uL8svoKzo/s400/PC270054+-+Kopi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And I've almost lost my voice because of last nights adventures. Good reason to stay at home tonight, home in my new pyjamas. Me and my bed are best buddies. Gotta take care of those who takes care of you, right? And he/she really does. But since I haven't been spending much time with him/her the last two nights, I'm gonna do my best tonight to spend as much time possible sleeping deep down under the duvet. Just have to do some reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know - when I was your age, we used to read books just for fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-4945338007069486707?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4945338007069486707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=4945338007069486707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4945338007069486707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/4945338007069486707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-i-was-your-age-we-read-book-just.html' title='When I Was Your Age, We Read Book Just For FUN!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVZj_klK5qI/AAAAAAAAAuw/sNa2pCoCfWM/s72-c/PC270085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1586905606786317809</id><published>2008-12-26T21:35:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:59:10.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Crayons And The Superhero Band</title><content type='html'>I don't have many words to write. But I do have a new camera, wich means that I have some few precious moments to share. PS: I couldn't ask for a better job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284202546457442706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVCOBbPeZI/AAAAAAAAAts/jqzuYH51ZDY/s400/PC250017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dina, a 4 year old girl, taking a picture of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284203593491730914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVDK97q0eI/AAAAAAAAAuI/3KnKc-dJhXE/s400/PC260040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284202354558505090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVCC2i-EII/AAAAAAAAAtk/NhARyP_WfFQ/s400/PC250009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284202239119514322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVB8IgK2tI/AAAAAAAAAtc/wcAPDMKb0bw/s400/PC250015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVDXDo2p7I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/t2TQu8EIjow/s1600-h/PC260046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284203801181857714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVDXDo2p7I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/t2TQu8EIjow/s400/PC260046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVC9zsMSJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/b66ZLRDzOiA/s1600-h/PC260037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284203367404161170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVC9zsMSJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/b66ZLRDzOiA/s400/PC260037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVCXqVDPQI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Y3bi-tZ3hoI/s1600-h/PC250033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284202712056151298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVCXqVDPQI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Y3bi-tZ3hoI/s400/PC250033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284203996601701506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVDibok1II/AAAAAAAAAuY/SI4znGjzSMU/s400/PC260051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mum rocking the after ski at Woody's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1586905606786317809?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1586905606786317809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1586905606786317809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1586905606786317809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1586905606786317809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy-crayons-and-superhero-band.html' title='Crazy Crayons And The Superhero Band'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVVCOBbPeZI/AAAAAAAAAts/jqzuYH51ZDY/s72-c/PC250017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-3393676306989087785</id><published>2008-12-23T07:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:42:10.937+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Glory And A Cup Of Tea</title><content type='html'>Just got up! Usually it's allright to get up as long as I can turn my alarm on an off as I like it. It starts at 6 am, and I don't really have to get up before 7. But this morning was not so full of the morning glory you would expect now in these Christmasy days. My neighbour (the guy in the room next to me) didn't manage to turn he's alarm off, wich meant that the most annoying sound on the freaking planet was torturing me from 6 am. Oh what a joy! &lt;p align="left"&gt;But there's nothing a good cup of tea can't cure before 12 am, so now I'm all set to walk the 20 min it takes to get to work, put up the childrens area in "Barneland", teach small kids from England, Sweden, France, Norway, Germany, Holland and of course Denmark how to ski, and then try to realise that its Christmas Eve tomorrow! Haven't got the slightest Christmas feeling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I know I've said it many times before, but MERRY CHRIS(TINA)MAS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282871913690992850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVCIBAFwkNI/AAAAAAAAAtU/O8C3UNN4LtE/s400/GodJulIStua.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-3393676306989087785?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3393676306989087785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=3393676306989087785&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/3393676306989087785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/3393676306989087785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/morning-glory-and-cup-of-tea.html' title='Morning Glory And A Cup Of Tea'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SVCIBAFwkNI/AAAAAAAAAtU/O8C3UNN4LtE/s72-c/GodJulIStua.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1115675352059148385</id><published>2008-12-21T15:50:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:09:54.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair And There - Mascara + Facial Hair = Hunks</title><content type='html'>Im baaack! Sorry about the not so very well written shout out last time (No and then?), but now I'm back.. sort of. I've been really busy at the skischool, and its all great fun. On Friday night we were too tired to go out, so instead we stayed at home, having a bit of innocent fun. The guys I live with here have figured out (all by themselves) that facial hair is super masculine, sexy and very hardcore. But since neither of them have the darkes facial hair, I hooked them up with a little something called MASCARA. Here's the beautiful result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282257309405234994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SU5ZCUtPRzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/rOI_4zr9thE/s400/DSC_7057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282258181132716914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SU5Z1EJRC3I/AAAAAAAAAtM/meQSGGudTnI/s400/DSC_7066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The rest of us without facial hair witnessed the scared look, the "italiano mafioso" look, a very doubtful innocent look and many MANY more. It was definitely worth it spending a Friday night in. Also very nice to be in tip top shape on Saturday as well since we had a tight schedule all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, after skiing the whole day, all of us went to Quality Hotel in Øyer to have dinner. The skischool was acting all big spender-ish, and the free drinks went down nice and easy! Stuffed and happy we went to Woody's where even more beer was consumed. Ski instructor discounts aint bad aiight! Visited Ryk &amp;amp; Reis as well. Lots and lots of people, all wearing beanies - it was Tacky Invitational after party. All together it was a really fun night out, but I still believe I'm getting old, cause I can tell you one thing: It's not natural to be so exhausted as I am at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Righto: Im off to see my family and have dinner up at Hafjell Panorama. Won't be a long night tonight. Starting work tomorrow - my first day as an instuctor at Hafjell Skiskole. Hopefully it'll go down fine. Until then; TOODLES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1115675352059148385?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1115675352059148385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1115675352059148385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1115675352059148385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1115675352059148385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/hair-and-there-mascara-facial-hair.html' title='Hair And There - Mascara + Facial Hair = Hunks'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SU5ZCUtPRzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/rOI_4zr9thE/s72-c/DSC_7057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5682355754833776652</id><published>2008-12-18T23:03:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:18:20.365+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Warm Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just been in the sauna - bla bla bla bla and then: Magne had a beer. And then I had a beer. And then Gryting had a beer. And then Sarah had a beer. And then Øystein had a beer. And then we didn't want to stay in the sauna any moore. And then we had fun. And then Magne sprayed snot in my face. And then he did a beautiful improviced dance dance dance in the moonlight while Gryting was rubbing chocolate fudge in his eyes. And then I I joined the dancing queens. And then I stepped on a cap from the beer that Magne, Grygting, Sarah, Øystein and me me had been drinking. This is the result: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281257194011527922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUrLb8iIivI/AAAAAAAAAs0/fSbipnncAj0/s400/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281257560122456706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUrLxQZx-oI/AAAAAAAAAs8/B948xRs0yjk/s400/DSC00430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No and then ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5682355754833776652?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5682355754833776652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5682355754833776652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5682355754833776652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5682355754833776652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/warm-room.html' title='The Warm Room'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUrLb8iIivI/AAAAAAAAAs0/fSbipnncAj0/s72-c/DSC00429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-7703180752830424735</id><published>2008-12-17T17:22:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:32:59.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Is FHM Rocking Your World?</title><content type='html'>I bought FHM today, and Magne got the honour of flashing Linni's tits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280795712135274114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUknuKk6noI/AAAAAAAAAsc/waMTg08siXM/s400/DSC00425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280795963050541282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUkn8xTxwOI/AAAAAAAAAsk/IWXCy1pj460/s400/DSC00426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280796090448174626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUkoEL5vXiI/AAAAAAAAAss/kaKEwNM-xP4/s400/DSC00427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magne did not study fashion or art. He is just naturally giftet when it comes to decorating booooobs. Creds Magne!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More and more people are getting settled in the house. As of now, we are 7 people all together. Two new came today, and Ole Martin and Anne haven't been here since I came. Oh, and I found out that I'm gonna work all through Christmas AND  daytime on new years eve and new years day. Lucky!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I'm off giving my &lt;a href="http://images.google.no/images?sourceid=navclient&amp;amp;hl=no&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;rlz=1T4HPEB_noNO276NO286&amp;amp;q=playmo&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;Playmo&lt;/a&gt; man a little makeover. He's got red hair, but with the help of permanent marker, I'm gonna make it all black. Yeah boiii! I think he'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-7703180752830424735?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7703180752830424735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=7703180752830424735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7703180752830424735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/7703180752830424735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-fhm-rocking-your-world.html' title='Is FHM Rocking Your World?'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUknuKk6noI/AAAAAAAAAsc/waMTg08siXM/s72-c/DSC00425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-3387457490825895999</id><published>2008-12-16T19:24:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:53:19.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain On A SNOWDay</title><content type='html'>Its raining! In Øyer! WTF? It should be snowing.. or just not raining. I would rather have nothing than rain. Walked home from the skischool in the rain. What a lovely December :D But I'm not complaining. I love being here, and everyone is super nice. Its just super! Today I've been skiing, and it felt really good. Last time I was here (Karianne's birthday) I didn't get any feeling at all. My head was too full with styrofoam. Wich really isn't a feeling I would aim for if I were you. But today - oh boy! So much fun! But I have to say; skiing alone isn't the funniest way to ski. So tomorrow Sarah is joining me. She's one of the (only one so far) Danish girls I'm living with. And guess what! I actually understand what she's saying. Like almost 99 % of the time, wich I'm very pleased with, seeing that I usually don't understand anything if I don't stare at their mouths intensely while they're speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280458467365116466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUf0_76AWjI/AAAAAAAAAsM/DtkpLJhJk20/s400/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Got my uniform and spankin new Nordica carving skis today as well. Hahaha, and the pants are super tight. It's a Kjus suit, so it's a bit like Malla's tight black pants for those of you who know what I'm talking about. Will be very interesting.. he he. I've also been at some training stuff with the ski school, learning about what we're gonna do at the childrens area. I tried on a big suit for one of the hafjell mascots, and I was loving it! With a big head and feet and all! I signed up for mascot work righ away :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280458912119857970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUf1Z0vzIzI/AAAAAAAAAsU/qKTESi7N7Po/s400/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The picture above is taken from like 10 metres from my house. So I live kinda right under the Hafjell-man on the opposite side of the valley that you see from the slopes up at Hafjell (the slopes on the pic) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not really used to being active and having things to do, people to hang with all the time. I'm used to spend most of my day geeking on my computer for Gods sake! So if I'm a bit absent the next weeks, it's just because I have much to do and having a lot of fun. Starting work on Monday! Wææ! But as soon as I get a camera, I promise to take a lot of GOOD pictures, and I promise to tell stories about them and post them here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only one thing I miss.. I miss my yellow wall in my bedroom. Here my walls aren't even painted, so its all wooden. Makes me feel like I'm living in .. uhh.. a tree. Or a big piece of wood. Yeah. And thats all for now! Its strange how the more that actually happens in my life, the less I have to write about... Normally I have plenty of wierd stuff to tell you, but now its like its too much! I'll get a grip and sort my life out. Or just my blog. Until then; Catch you on the flipside Ratface;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-3387457490825895999?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3387457490825895999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=3387457490825895999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/3387457490825895999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/3387457490825895999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/rain-on-snowday.html' title='Rain On A SNOWDay'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUf0_76AWjI/AAAAAAAAAsM/DtkpLJhJk20/s72-c/DSC00423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-3342551033841536716</id><published>2008-12-15T18:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:13:27.765+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home At Hafjell With The Help Of Star Wars</title><content type='html'>So I'm finally almost "all set" at my new residence at Hafjell. I live in a big big house with two Norwegian boys and two Danish girls.. we might be more people, but thats all for now. I've unpacked all my stuff, but even though I thought I had brought so much, it wasn't really that much when it all went out of the bag. Now I've had some dinner, me and Magne have had a battle between Star Wars' Darth Wader (Magne) and Harry Potter (me). I knew that the Star Wars sword and the magic wands would come in handy! I'm not sure who won, but im very sure that there will be a rematch. Fun Fun. &lt;p align="left"&gt;Here are some thing I know I need: A mirror, a big extensial coard, a lamp, some pictures/posters on the wall, my DVD's, my external harddrive and last but not least the rest of my clothes and stuff from home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hehe, gotta tell you a little funny piece of truth: a walk from my house to the bus stop takes about 5 minutes. Today I had to get a taxi....My bag was to heavy to carry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280079568323665042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUacZG-63JI/AAAAAAAAAsE/oUgYZR3HJOY/s400/DSC00413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More updates will come later in the week. Tomorrow I'm going skiing to get back the good old feel. And this weekend its Tacky Invitational here in Hafjell, so hopefully there will be some proper partying. Yiiha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-3342551033841536716?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3342551033841536716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=3342551033841536716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/3342551033841536716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/3342551033841536716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-at-hafjell-with-help-of-star-wars.html' title='Home At Hafjell With The Help Of Star Wars'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUacZG-63JI/AAAAAAAAAsE/oUgYZR3HJOY/s72-c/DSC00413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-5627693226992032553</id><published>2008-12-14T20:18:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:36:06.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Thief Wanted!</title><content type='html'>I stole pictures from Facebook. From Camilla's facebook to be exact. Thank you all for a lovely night last night. I still feel a bit old and I still have the mysterious hangover disease. But its getting better. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using my blog to say ADIOS to all you girls that I didn't get the chance to say proper goodbye to in the chaos of departure last night. I wish you all (even all of you who weren't there, but only read this) a merry merry cherry Christmas and a happy new year! I won't be back home for a while, so celebrate the new year like its your birthday..or something. And especially to Carina and Andrea: Have an amazing time in Grenoble and San Fransico! I envy you! And if any of you happen to pop through Hafjell, give me a shout and we'll hang.. or play ludo. I kinda like ludo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUVcuewMYPI/AAAAAAAAAr0/60rixcZ4nhg/s1600-h/n501093588_1223206_408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279728091760713970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUVcuewMYPI/AAAAAAAAAr0/60rixcZ4nhg/s400/n501093588_1223206_408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUVcoUvxI1I/AAAAAAAAArs/65PGLh7vGqc/s1600-h/n501093588_1223215_3690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279727985995359058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUVcoUvxI1I/AAAAAAAAArs/65PGLh7vGqc/s400/n501093588_1223215_3690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUVcXAqEl4I/AAAAAAAAArk/vHkglcuu8cY/s1600-h/n501093588_1223226_7292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279727688544982914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUVcXAqEl4I/AAAAAAAAArk/vHkglcuu8cY/s400/n501093588_1223226_7292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUVcQ-hIjEI/AAAAAAAAArc/tS2oZix1c6w/s1600-h/n501093588_1223247_7305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279727584891407426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUVcQ-hIjEI/AAAAAAAAArc/tS2oZix1c6w/s400/n501093588_1223247_7305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279729008197793138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUVdj0v0dXI/AAAAAAAAAr8/h64UOHH08yc/s400/n501093588_1223222_5946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good night everyone. Next time I'm writing here, I'll be all set in my new room. I'll take some pictures as soon as I get a camera to show how my new adventure is taking form. Hasta La Vista Suckers! Since the snow ain't coming to me, I'm leaving to go and get the freakin snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-5627693226992032553?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5627693226992032553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=5627693226992032553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5627693226992032553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/5627693226992032553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/picture-thief-wanted.html' title='Picture Thief Wanted!'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUVcuewMYPI/AAAAAAAAAr0/60rixcZ4nhg/s72-c/n501093588_1223206_408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704907536189431455.post-1552239199225440313</id><published>2008-12-14T13:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:20:28.089+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Old People Live At Wikipedia</title><content type='html'>I am a 100% sure that I have become old. Like really old. Tragically old. And you wonder why? I'll tell you. Because I have discovered something called a hangover. I read about it at Wikipedia, and I know that I definitely got "it". I didn't get "it" when I was younger, I actually just felt a bit exhausted the day after a proper party. But now, when I've become old and sad, I feel like I'm about to die. I have become so old that my body has become intolerant to alcohol. And yes, I think its sad. Cause I really like alcohol. It is fun fun fun! And I didn't even drink that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279617851706856978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUT4dqjMVhI/AAAAAAAAArM/1DIhIOcMUDo/s400/6194_DrunkWoman_DASL-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I think I'm gonna go back to bed for a while and wait for Camilla to call me. I have to go and help her clean up after last night. And I'm gonna get the pretty pretty plastic pink princess cup i won at the gift game! Its lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your weekend has been nice, and that next week will be super fun. I'm SUPER excited about moving on Monday, but I've still got plenty stuff to pack. And I've only got this headaching day left. WÆÆ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/370/C311BFF71474076204E13FFE48128818.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5704907536189431455-1552239199225440313?l=neonfantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1552239199225440313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5704907536189431455&amp;postID=1552239199225440313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1552239199225440313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5704907536189431455/posts/default/1552239199225440313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonfantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/old-people-live-at-wikipedia.html' title='Old People Live At Wikipedia'/><author><name>Christina Parker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05616015948689932210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SnmHQ3-svvI/AAAAAAAABPA/yZYWQL0mFiE/S220/P5111257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dlg9p6UMEkU/SUT4dqjMVhI/AAAAAAAAArM/1DIhIOcMUDo/s72-c/6194_DrunkWoman_DASL-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
