Vonfuse(d) Me

Not much now. It's the end of a weekend that involved unusually little alcohol consumption. But also very little work. As usual, though, I'm left with a heap of reading to do the last minute. And still I know that I wont start it until much later tonight.
Sometimes it feels as if "Le ciel lui tombe sur la tête" here, as Asterix would say. As if the sky drops down on one's head and nothing goes anywhere. Maybe that is just me being weird, maybe that is just me being weird with the people around me, but when that happens I become very vulnerable.
So what I usually do is get away into my music and be annoyed at everyone around me, until they leave me alone eventually. Once I have calmed down, everything is normal again, for the moment.
And now I really only wanted to post to put online a picture of us pierwalking this morning... a bit ironic, but that was great fun. Most of the weekend was fun in some way. In case I haven't said it before: The pierwalk is a traditional walk along the St Andrews pier for students in the red robes on Sundays after the chapel service. You go out on the bottom part, climb a ladder, walk around a lantern and walk back on the narrow (and in storm dangerous) top part. Apparently that is a tradition from long ago, and it does look reasonably fancy if many people do it. Some people say it was introduced to greet the incoming boats. A more likely theory is that it was a good way to spend time between the service ending and the pubs opening...



Current Music : The Grateful Dead - Bird Song (Live)

PS: Odd Børretzen just came up by random on my iPod. I didn't realise how much I miss the sound of Norwegian...