tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92035699098188577062024-02-21T07:33:43.402+08:00Dear BeijingI love you - but you're driving me crazy.Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-48420282167310315242009-09-20T12:05:00.008+08:002009-09-20T14:20:33.854+08:00... And we're back!Finally! After a long summer in Oslo, Norway - J and I are finally back in Beijing. Feels great! I must say that I see something I've missed on almost every corner, except for the mosquitoes of course. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Atm</span> we're crashing at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Christina's</span> place, but we're seeing something like 7 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">apartments</span> a day - although - they're never really... it. I mean, either the kitchen is unlivable, or the bathroom is to small, and it is always in one of those <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">apartments</span> where everything else is PERFECT - that a crappy, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">super filthy</span> little bathroom with a poor excuse for a shower emerges from a hole in the wall.. Anyways! First off, I wanna show you all some pictures from our summer in Norway! It was more or less perfect of course...<br /><br />And please, please, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">pleeease</span> - let me know if you know of any nice <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">apartments</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Sanlitun</span> area, preferably with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">kitchens</span> made for cooking and bathrooms that will improve hygiene.<br /><3<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinhSgNTu1lUrQjWnnO6zD5o1HlWfpg5SmnTdOo9hZoYPBO4qpZaHQeEjimbXqdRCokkH8S4v6JP1J7qxmUF2ljk3vj5iN3lq4kJSzuXTbFFkP_GzOF4Qh33ZxWWIRq8Ie4zLir8V9ZB_A7/s1600-h/IMG_0901.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinhSgNTu1lUrQjWnnO6zD5o1HlWfpg5SmnTdOo9hZoYPBO4qpZaHQeEjimbXqdRCokkH8S4v6JP1J7qxmUF2ljk3vj5iN3lq4kJSzuXTbFFkP_GzOF4Qh33ZxWWIRq8Ie4zLir8V9ZB_A7/s400/IMG_0901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383405559841898322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKv4-wXgUuD46ME-5_fhsR1a_fmxILR5GirGOWmz7CE3nE6BQV2BwNJ05BHHtumk9NR8D_omUpmiF10hMK4ggjPhav6RWWjAyAUZS8K350jOvTZKkyVK-EwccbS4sxRKRbPwNCnQufUxqh/s1600-h/oda.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKv4-wXgUuD46ME-5_fhsR1a_fmxILR5GirGOWmz7CE3nE6BQV2BwNJ05BHHtumk9NR8D_omUpmiF10hMK4ggjPhav6RWWjAyAUZS8K350jOvTZKkyVK-EwccbS4sxRKRbPwNCnQufUxqh/s400/oda.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383404137171958002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiugs0uyZih7h3Bn1Or1OgMcYrzRq4SpQz86wVNbhXFjEciiiirFU07NEfM3BslkbGipJrKun8m45e_52UIhBSyQdw7qzDcSCDErCVRbnqtRcbg6WvjxECNWEOAt485vrd0icwJabxd5Vh/s1600-h/odaogmeg.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiugs0uyZih7h3Bn1Or1OgMcYrzRq4SpQz86wVNbhXFjEciiiirFU07NEfM3BslkbGipJrKun8m45e_52UIhBSyQdw7qzDcSCDErCVRbnqtRcbg6WvjxECNWEOAt485vrd0icwJabxd5Vh/s400/odaogmeg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383404149269549090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9dVX00d8WnzumYptDju-Eq0-BvdVD9kwybioJMpqyE7UccYxeCY3uAsJZfzFAE6dOGA-DVCLoSl2TEr8xA3j9qGbgGFU3s2tFOxq4dKP-YNPFdfcAmyKEmbe4ROo_f8zBL5bQOu5jYOFZ/s1600-h/grillmat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9dVX00d8WnzumYptDju-Eq0-BvdVD9kwybioJMpqyE7UccYxeCY3uAsJZfzFAE6dOGA-DVCLoSl2TEr8xA3j9qGbgGFU3s2tFOxq4dKP-YNPFdfcAmyKEmbe4ROo_f8zBL5bQOu5jYOFZ/s400/grillmat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383405548313625490" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcQiL-dsZ7hWQLWDaEZZkfVxUAJKKfpi6lFzmg_fINmAnWFC2zbgNXlORcpxsiPh7p8SAT8W4s9_5DB0PiIfea0v_01eEnHG81YKRVChQAp_uKl9m_c2t6qiJypH2wt4vXCZYDwexQAsUJ/s1600-h/IMG_1805.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcQiL-dsZ7hWQLWDaEZZkfVxUAJKKfpi6lFzmg_fINmAnWFC2zbgNXlORcpxsiPh7p8SAT8W4s9_5DB0PiIfea0v_01eEnHG81YKRVChQAp_uKl9m_c2t6qiJypH2wt4vXCZYDwexQAsUJ/s400/IMG_1805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383405568448738354" /></a>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-51548889896385076102009-05-30T23:03:00.007+08:002009-05-30T23:19:07.494+08:00Dear person that stole my wallet.Burn in hell. It was, believe it or not, a REAL LV wallet, and yes - the credit cards in it were the only ones I have. And yes - the ring in the coin pocket is real, and why YES - I was intending on both spending the money I had in it, AND use that ticket for that concert. Not to mention getting a tax deduction from those receipts. <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I cannot believe you would take advantage of a sweet drunk girl such as myself (I never claimed innocent!) in the middle of a civilized place like "Punk", while dancing to the only (15 minutes long) hip hop set Dj A-track played that night. You are a mean person and you suck. </div><div><br /></div><div>Fortunatly (for me, that is) China is karma-country numero uno. I cannot wait to see what she'll throw your way.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU5OKpMuM_LSzUShCivSI-eKZvDyYakdS3juzQymq2JfvkcwO8A_ScrR9P5id8WmMyFWgD-P4NwvG7VNb0l-Nln1l9PbGH24enkoODHd71SVidfQBjxA-NJ31nC2saQoREO5OhK6S8NJyp/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341635577647262962" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I got you a little something at Yashow today....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-70709210543236618492009-05-13T10:56:00.002+08:002009-05-13T11:04:49.553+08:00Home again!First of all. Airfrance. Dear. Can I have my luggage soon, you think? Now I've been in Beijing for 5 days, and it still hasn't arrived. I need the stuff in my bag. That is kinda why I packed it.<div><br /></div><div>With that said - yey! The weather in Beijing is amaaazing, it is soo good to be back! Yesterday we chilled out in Ritan park, and the day before that we BBQ'd at Max & Jo's place. Love Beijing in the summer!! </div><div><br /></div><div>Today, Becs, Kathryn and I are gonna "babysit" Norwegian punkband <a href="http://www.myspace.com/bonkband">Bonk</a> - they are on a China-tour and will be playing Beijing at <a href="http://www.maolive.com/">Mao Livehouse</a> on Thursday 14th - that is tomorrow - make sure to see them!</div><div><br /></div><div>That's it for now, gotta go out in the sun... Remember sunscreen!</div>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-56908133214156982922009-04-10T16:10:00.008+08:002009-04-10T16:37:35.927+08:00TwittermaniaOk, so I'm the laziest blogger in the universe... Well - almost true, but then again it is easter, and I am back in Norway for a couple of weeks, working and hanging out with family and friends. The snow is melting nice and slooooowly - and after I decided to have a detoxeaster (it really works too - no drinking for a week now - and working out eeeevery day! I don't even recognize myself) it seems - nothing interesting is happening in my life, really. I guess I need to learn how to socialise with people when they drink and I don't. It is actually (for me, anyway) a lot harder than you think - or - than ONE thinks - because I tend to get tired, and cranky, and bored, and ultimatly - I just wanna go home and read a book or see a movie, or even - work on a project. And the worst part is - I am not even pregnant! Haha. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-KKcuRC8yzIEkT7uOKHVMn_T7jnYwvsP-Rqfc1w1JqpMd4lq6b7eLkgrE52HcjlBG1kH7hhOdzyjpo5nEdCVUviU5rNYlrnD094yP_XgE9TbV327ISgtApbTq7nSXdeMzsMVNQs1uQpr/s1600-h/Bilde+2.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-KKcuRC8yzIEkT7uOKHVMn_T7jnYwvsP-Rqfc1w1JqpMd4lq6b7eLkgrE52HcjlBG1kH7hhOdzyjpo5nEdCVUviU5rNYlrnD094yP_XgE9TbV327ISgtApbTq7nSXdeMzsMVNQs1uQpr/s400/Bilde+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322975755619633922" border="0" /></a>Anyway - a good leisure activety right now is <a href="http://www.twitter.com/dearbeijing">twitter</a> however - I don't spend THAT much time there. Seems like they've taken the best elements from all the online communities and made a mixed one.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Oh lord. I am blogging about how I don't drink - and how I love <a href="http://www.twitter.com/dearbeijing">twitter</a>.<br /></div><br />Thankfully my birthday is coming up soon! Some pictures from last years birthday:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0fCvlF1YShWxwk1aoYFVEsUObvjN3lgATUqNZ5jiN6Ayj06yEWTbX1dyoxoRBDcqKhQ7ha3gOqDvMj3HnTnBpl3UBvKXkxrQW3SHdgOlUJck2jKHHi2hggX-Vsqi6iGl8jFndmyo4Medb/s1600-h/n512019374_470622_3821.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0fCvlF1YShWxwk1aoYFVEsUObvjN3lgATUqNZ5jiN6Ayj06yEWTbX1dyoxoRBDcqKhQ7ha3gOqDvMj3HnTnBpl3UBvKXkxrQW3SHdgOlUJck2jKHHi2hggX-Vsqi6iGl8jFndmyo4Medb/s400/n512019374_470622_3821.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322976486004755266" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">My friend Alf gave me a polariud camera with lots of film. Great present.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgqkjimpu8AsiXvNQzc9KgylylRcHXVKpN3LFF9IfitNjhBLlw80jA322ogKg-2FsqflYxTpbhPxLse-v7la7btjGpWKKBUinUyml-sZ8oNBlQ8P3cmFVC9Tbt7Ve2LI3dVzkQN2yYh3Bi/s1600-h/n512019374_470626_311.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgqkjimpu8AsiXvNQzc9KgylylRcHXVKpN3LFF9IfitNjhBLlw80jA322ogKg-2FsqflYxTpbhPxLse-v7la7btjGpWKKBUinUyml-sZ8oNBlQ8P3cmFVC9Tbt7Ve2LI3dVzkQN2yYh3Bi/s400/n512019374_470626_311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322976186950595458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">No party is complete without pretty girls and sparkly Champagne...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8tx082k0hXelhB9kHefGK3y9mandv2ZBAIxRgVFtE9pR4tGmkCE3ncf7souxIzrd3fVXSW150icAxuq66mJlOShO3mfPEQN0kEYdLGzm_AbVxVQ6GvgRb0JHxJombxxTk5v7XjK7G2Wzp/s1600-h/n512019374_470632_4726.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8tx082k0hXelhB9kHefGK3y9mandv2ZBAIxRgVFtE9pR4tGmkCE3ncf7souxIzrd3fVXSW150icAxuq66mJlOShO3mfPEQN0kEYdLGzm_AbVxVQ6GvgRb0JHxJombxxTk5v7XjK7G2Wzp/s400/n512019374_470632_4726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322976184096005618" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">...Apparently my friends know I feel that way. Champagnorama in the gift department!</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyOnN9WUh9R1SNJ2uERvq1mK6lLDMcDYra9ZtXMZC7fXJWC1H7NIBGCRDnj3AWMxia_jkl8g9CFH7hfEBaixv0u4jkU_CDs_5I76R0fpX54rIiIk-CrEwXsuyVyp52tG3yDQnRSRRfu3OM/s1600-h/n512019374_470631_4339.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyOnN9WUh9R1SNJ2uERvq1mK6lLDMcDYra9ZtXMZC7fXJWC1H7NIBGCRDnj3AWMxia_jkl8g9CFH7hfEBaixv0u4jkU_CDs_5I76R0fpX54rIiIk-CrEwXsuyVyp52tG3yDQnRSRRfu3OM/s400/n512019374_470631_4339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322976179522127170" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Our</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> favourite superstar <a href="http://www.egilolsen.com/">Egil Olsen</a> - do check out the shit he did on my <a href="http://www.egilolsen.com/hiphop">radioshow</a> last summer. He is amazing.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQJ-SidcuY811j9Km7tX-9rWtFgtQjNJqPuj0JW-WpHGzWjO6o7OFaQdk7Pifajxo1qc_w0jQrJCjPvSux1Ki40sc_IhvogD-ANjV0iRFUFtY_ujlGFcdWMJGMwx0IDeC76Ybghyu4gteP/s1600-h/n512019374_470619_2623.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQJ-SidcuY811j9Km7tX-9rWtFgtQjNJqPuj0JW-WpHGzWjO6o7OFaQdk7Pifajxo1qc_w0jQrJCjPvSux1Ki40sc_IhvogD-ANjV0iRFUFtY_ujlGFcdWMJGMwx0IDeC76Ybghyu4gteP/s400/n512019374_470619_2623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322976178342027762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Good times!<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI3uPnUgZJB4UHQdjpd3wrfjoqfjcmNVmOvNd7kEuTI7e_FHxOifVhww-FILR1BjmZKDmAvXyfydXDaqJfVluYF4viWxUV-MqoEgxryirY4C7jHiCbB8XNhWua-xPBORRi4aZbCWwRSx_a/s1600-h/n512019374_470640_5336.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI3uPnUgZJB4UHQdjpd3wrfjoqfjcmNVmOvNd7kEuTI7e_FHxOifVhww-FILR1BjmZKDmAvXyfydXDaqJfVluYF4viWxUV-MqoEgxryirY4C7jHiCbB8XNhWua-xPBORRi4aZbCWwRSx_a/s400/n512019374_470640_5336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322976175555435234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Now I really can't wait for this year! Have a lot of great friends. Yey.</span><br /></div>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-17205282722897852372009-03-28T17:20:00.005+08:002009-03-28T17:32:36.526+08:00I <3 tea!Today, J and I (finally) went to Iris Street and bought tea! I completely fell in love with this tea called; <span style="font-style:italic;">Love At First Sight</span>, it is soooo pretty, and it tastes damn good, too.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbBiZ6U9VaLSneC-FA-S8jVGtWTRrzayw9oZspN4yjtubPAHZOSv1Pgrbte-Tzxxslc3JuufZtdwRtP0kvpwG9pvKYTG_NwxC-Dk6aPUqiENjJbW9S06RhlZj9l3UsBTbJgP_G1QAo5eNt/s1600-h/A-9023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbBiZ6U9VaLSneC-FA-S8jVGtWTRrzayw9oZspN4yjtubPAHZOSv1Pgrbte-Tzxxslc3JuufZtdwRtP0kvpwG9pvKYTG_NwxC-Dk6aPUqiENjJbW9S06RhlZj9l3UsBTbJgP_G1QAo5eNt/s400/A-9023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318167326094580578" border="0" /></a>The easiest way to get to Iris Street from Sanlitun is... - Take the line 10 to Guomao and switch to line 1. Take line 1 to Xidan and from there - you take the 46 bus. (Xidan is the last stop FROM Iris street, so I'm assuming it will take you there whatever side of the road you find it FROM Xidan.) I cannot remember what the stop you are getting off at is called, but it is kinda hard to miss, maybe 7-8 stops from Xidan - and there are teastores ALL over the place. Supposedly like... 600 of them. Have fun and go craz-tea! (Ok. No more caffeine for me.)Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-54903703020911263382009-03-28T10:06:00.008+08:002009-03-28T10:17:01.433+08:00Rappers get hungry tooThe funniest thing I EVER saw... Rapper, producer and general genious Pharrell Williams was getting some serious hunger on at the Charles De Gaulle Airport - but the people at McDonalds wouldn't make the Big Mack no Big Mac. It was 6 am - but still... Damn funny - he REALLY wants some fooood, hahaha. He even tries to bribe them with some singing and dancing. Too bad the French don't have a sense of humor, I'd fry that burger up in no time.<br /><object height="295" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U4chHBO_RTA&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U4chHBO_RTA&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"></embed></object><br />Come to Beijing, P! Here, they deliver 24/7.Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-46293067946147676242009-03-26T00:43:00.002+08:002009-03-26T00:47:50.994+08:00We woooooon!I cannot believe it! We have been waiting for this for SO long.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLHs3sstG2QY8KPaJVG2lGZy1D9pJDZ4T5ijG7b3gPvnk153dy3CQH4IAWMGN2QdVIT2MZeuU77AhQenFwupzHQzhJhQhC5sOg3oRuR5OAv0H48XGGveoR4ApV0qGAr7rwjcFmucqlKxl/s1600-h/100_1559.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLHs3sstG2QY8KPaJVG2lGZy1D9pJDZ4T5ijG7b3gPvnk153dy3CQH4IAWMGN2QdVIT2MZeuU77AhQenFwupzHQzhJhQhC5sOg3oRuR5OAv0H48XGGveoR4ApV0qGAr7rwjcFmucqlKxl/s400/100_1559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317167675600823186" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Druunk quizmasters, be-yathces. Know your Corey Hart is all we say.</span><br /></div></span>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-3429261937034700252009-03-25T00:31:00.014+08:002009-03-25T00:56:33.045+08:00The Kinks & KingsI honestly think J hums a line from a certain "Kinks"-song - every night. I wonder if there is any way I can actually start going to bed when I'm tired. It is like my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">subconsciousness</span> thinks there is some kind of mean animal in my bed, whilst - most of the time - JUST KIDDING - it is just J! After the lecture at the South African embassy (where Europe got SLASHED <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">btw</span> - shame on you professor!) J & I went to the 5-0 (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hahaha</span>) to fix my residency and then off to the bank to pay an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">electric</span> bill. Thankfully - for my EUROPEAN (what did he say again; "They are in the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">middle ages</span> once again"?) wallet - the bank was closed and the verdict of a cold Beijing winter will not come <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">until</span> tomorrow. (How much CAN it be? This is China, after all...)<br /><br />J & I ended up getting Mexican takeaway from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Luga's</span> (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">yey</span>) and watched "The Tudors". If you have ever seen the series, have it ever <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">occurred</span> to you how MADLY SIMILAR actor William Compton is to Chris Martin of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Coldplay</span>? It was actually quite distracting, I regret now that J & I didn't bet on it - because he was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">ABSOLUTELY</span> convinced it was Martin. But - alas - it ain't. <span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgbmoUGndq698PChGe5PJwrfn2Oi7brJH_x1a9XU8c5AaMjpRdT2yjeAJaQ-K_-LzkUBX4HNEnFOtYHJ6tHgr1sAi_QLQGZgOSYwELr2T96MT9hdSLSHUAh8G1rptLoQV5PrdC7jl2sG_5/s1600-h/Chris-Martin.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 327px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgbmoUGndq698PChGe5PJwrfn2Oi7brJH_x1a9XU8c5AaMjpRdT2yjeAJaQ-K_-LzkUBX4HNEnFOtYHJ6tHgr1sAi_QLQGZgOSYwELr2T96MT9hdSLSHUAh8G1rptLoQV5PrdC7jl2sG_5/s400/Chris-Martin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316796863428857698" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_SNWo7d59PITTBphP49YVzb-hfyohL0N3PdxXWaRfy-LLrWd1dSOTTSujUGJ6jJAfUKvTCDgXZuDYaSYBNdVNUm9fy1QcMWIQoXslERcXapICx6q-IVs3e17nqVsPY6IvYXDXATe-wfoN/s1600-h/william_compton+%282%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_SNWo7d59PITTBphP49YVzb-hfyohL0N3PdxXWaRfy-LLrWd1dSOTTSujUGJ6jJAfUKvTCDgXZuDYaSYBNdVNUm9fy1QcMWIQoXslERcXapICx6q-IVs3e17nqVsPY6IvYXDXATe-wfoN/s400/william_compton+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316796894804540306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Who is Chris Martin and who is William Compton?</span><br /></div><br /><br />Anyway, so - I think - seeing as today is already the day I decided not to be late for the first time in maybe 27 years, I'm also gonna try to go to sleep within a reasonable hour. That hour is now.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxmAgro3U-bFp2hLnyT1BNvDAK2SJnjOHPO_wEOtAmeui-EwVhBPCrm0DIOxxZ9Wq29oFZD_QghnkftZejn7GqnsLigh28tixM0PvjBgnV0e4aAIepC9_ftYbs3XMAmTIs4F5wLT9SaT8n/s1600-h/KinksOldREX_468x478.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxmAgro3U-bFp2hLnyT1BNvDAK2SJnjOHPO_wEOtAmeui-EwVhBPCrm0DIOxxZ9Wq29oFZD_QghnkftZejn7GqnsLigh28tixM0PvjBgnV0e4aAIepC9_ftYbs3XMAmTIs4F5wLT9SaT8n/s400/KinksOldREX_468x478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316793071551845490" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">So tired, tired of waiting, tired of waiting for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">yoooooooou</span>....</span><br /></div>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-79142755564277264302009-03-24T12:53:00.011+08:002009-03-24T19:15:41.142+08:00Podcasting!<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">I've decided to start podcasting! I started making one yesterday, but I still need to figure out how to upload it... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Haha</span>, I am such a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">computer geek</span> - in the way, way negative sense...<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf7ngiwNaD-y-QI75WqJglB2LhTRVC-hIR9Eobt50x9R9qMiJvwdCficacCEu43t-GLaNvyKVZcaxBo_ESt-BCjIW06UX8QokCkuHrEARcLFsqnzD5-XfuCdVERhC6Y2DAEwIUaynKTccw/s1600-h/3308920535_2c44264e41.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf7ngiwNaD-y-QI75WqJglB2LhTRVC-hIR9Eobt50x9R9qMiJvwdCficacCEu43t-GLaNvyKVZcaxBo_ESt-BCjIW06UX8QokCkuHrEARcLFsqnzD5-XfuCdVERhC6Y2DAEwIUaynKTccw/s400/3308920535_2c44264e41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316615939550843298" border="0" /></a><span><span style="font-size:85%;">I need this book....</span><br /></span></div><br />So anyway, these last couple of days have been quiet and relaxed, we did however - go out a bunch of us on Saturday to celebrate J's 28<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> birthday - it was a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">looot</span> of fun, but the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">birthday boy</span> eventually got so drunk we had to take a taxi from... Mix - to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Xin</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Fu</span> 2 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Cun</span> - which is about a two minute walk. It was a five minute taxi-ride, though! We had dinner at an AMAZING Korean BBQ called - well, I can't really say what it's called - but it is in Lido - and the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">phone number</span> is; 84569336/9551 - You simply HAVE to go there! It was amazing. Then we had drinks at a place I don't want to remember, but quickly moved on to Russian "David Lynch Wet Dream Interior" spot "Chocolate". It was fun, but I think you kinda have to be in the mood to be there and have a GREAT time. After that, we stopped by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Alfa</span> for some drinks and dancing - we had more drinks than we danced, and at some blurry point we were <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">suddenly</span> all at Mix. When J was no longer able to stand up straight - I took him home...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisUGKd9eBFBg2elgcVgzVqHol1H78jgRmTkwvzH3JSHcg_7Di7WUbro9GDBhMgHAsTsue_V86KxCdWG2DaPRfyzCM3PaBAHbsGq4-sNHXJYBYIhTz0uXRpBlRy5-UKbuoY6g0hcJK0-Hfh/s1600-h/nelson-mandela.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisUGKd9eBFBg2elgcVgzVqHol1H78jgRmTkwvzH3JSHcg_7Di7WUbro9GDBhMgHAsTsue_V86KxCdWG2DaPRfyzCM3PaBAHbsGq4-sNHXJYBYIhTz0uXRpBlRy5-UKbuoY6g0hcJK0-Hfh/s400/nelson-mandela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316616939060596962" border="0" /></a>But I gotta run, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Becci</span> is taking me to this South-African Embassy thingy - and I am actually gonna try - for once in my life - NOT TO BE <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">LAAATE</span>! Stay tuned!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" ><br />Ps</span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span> - Do you know how to upload a podcast? </span>Show some love! </span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-75714293354694235042009-03-20T14:24:00.006+08:002009-03-24T13:16:21.807+08:00Finally!So, I'm finally back in Beijing - sorry for being such a super lazy blogger - the thing is that yesterday was J's birthday - and I have been planning (together with Jordan, Kathryn, Christina & <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Becci</span>) a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">surprise visit</span> for like a month and a half now - and it has just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">preoccupied</span> my mind completely. J REALLY was surprised, though. Almost a month ago - I went back to Norway to work - and you know - hang out with my friends and family and so on. And J & I talked about how sad it was gonna be that I was not gonna be in Beijing for his birthday.... But little did HE know - that I had already bought a ticket!<br /><br />The surprise went down like this; Jordan (bless his soul) had arranged to have a lunch with J. It was obviously fake, cause I was gonna be there instead! So when J finished work, I called him and was like all chatty. In Norway it was morning. I asked him what he was doing and so on...<br /><br />J: I'm gonna go have lunch with Jordan at this place called <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Bocata</span>, just by 3.3 mall. And you?<br />Me: Well, I have to go see the doctor* but I'm gonna hit the shower first - when exactly are you meeting Jordan?<br />J: I'll be there in about 15 minutes, I think<br />M: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Ok</span> - listen, I have to shower, but can I call you back in 10 minutes? There is something we need to talk about.<br />J: Hm - why can't you just tell me now?<br />M: I really have to have a shower first, but I'll call you back in ten, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">ok</span>?<br />J: Well, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">ok</span>.<br /><br />What J doesn't know by now - is that I have been sitting at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Bocata</span> for an hour already, getting all nervous and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">excited</span> about surprising him. I mean - who EVER expects to get a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">surprise visit</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">from</span> 7800 km away? I wait for ten minutes, and when I can finally see him at the end of the street - I call him back.<br /><br />Me: Hi.<br />J: Hi (He is walking towards <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Bocata</span>)<br />M: So... You know when we promised we'd always tell <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">each other</span> the truth <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">no matter</span> what?<br />J: .... Yes....<br />M: Well, I kinda didn't.<br />J: Oh, my God, what have you done? (He stops - I can see him, but he cannot see me, as I am behind some bushes)<br />M: Well - you know yesterday when you asked me where I was - and I said I was on my way to go see my parents...?<br />J:.... Yes..... (He really doesn't look all that happy right now)<br />M: Well, I wasn't. (I jump out from the bush, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">approx</span> ten meters <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">in front</span> of him) I WAS AT THE AIRPORT! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!<br /><br />I ran up to him, and he was just IN SHOCK. He looks at his phone and then at me and then at his phone and says; But... But you are not here?<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Haha</span>, it was perfect and we celebrated his birthday last night and it was amazing. First we had breakfast at Element Fresh, then we wandered about <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">HoHai</span> for a couple of hours, and then home - J went to get a haircut and I started cooking. We had pink champagne, and amazing wine (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Gigondas</span>, one of my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">faaaavourites</span>), reindeer, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">brusslesprouts</span>, the works. I even brought Norwegian brown <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">goats cheese</span> for the sauce... We were gonna go out dancing, but we had so much fun staying in and just getting drunk together, we just did that!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So, now - I'm back in my dear Beijing with my dear J. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Yey</span>!!! We're all going out to celebrate his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">birthday</span> again tomorrow - I'll try to see if my camera works again! For now! Take <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">caaare</span>! (And surprise your loved ones more often. It is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">FUNFUNFUN</span>!)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRX4JWuN6HY_YcFDa-GLzAgYh41sMIK7EzxT643GF9h-ZA8dIc4Yw6vcomnG9c2WCJfiZjKcD7xBCsBO-Cp19wRsdeMT0EQErtGY7AdN-7__OMS4XLNsglhL3zeu-L74iXG73OAlWslahe/s1600-h/nass.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRX4JWuN6HY_YcFDa-GLzAgYh41sMIK7EzxT643GF9h-ZA8dIc4Yw6vcomnG9c2WCJfiZjKcD7xBCsBO-Cp19wRsdeMT0EQErtGY7AdN-7__OMS4XLNsglhL3zeu-L74iXG73OAlWslahe/s400/nass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315173839705092290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Lovers reunited....</span><br /></div><br />*I got an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">ear infection</span> when I first arrived in Norway, and it progressively got worse, so my doctor almost made me stay at home, because flying could cause my eardrum to explode!! My flight for Beijing left Oslo at 9:50 local time on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">Tuesday</span> morning, and my final doctors appointment was 07:25 that very day. If my ear hadn't gotten better I would have had to stay at home... When he finally said; Well, miss - don't you have a plane to catch? I thought I was gonna DIE of joy! And I couldn't even tell J what was at stake, because of the surprise... But! All is well that ends well!Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-77806386551064407132009-02-24T18:13:00.011+08:002009-03-20T15:46:31.940+08:00Home, ***** home...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ahhh</span>! I've been in Norway less than 24 hours, and I miss Beijing like crazy. The snow is nice and all, and it has been great seeing my friends of course, but ah.. My heart is still in Beijing - I even find myself reading random stuff at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">beijinger</span>.com just to make sure I haven't missed anything. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Ai</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ai</span>. I seriously have to go back soon, it honestly feels like I am just visiting Norway this time, and like my home is Beijing. So strange. I guess it's because I've put so much effort into our apartment, and because J is there obviously - and all our friends, and - I seriously even miss my dentist. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">At least</span> kinda. But it was great coming back in another way - my friends picked my up at the airport and we all hung out together all night - and had breakfast in the morning, they had all taken a day off work! Such sweeties. But I really, really miss J though. I cried like a crazy person at the airport in Beijing, the Chinese girls looked at me and giggled.<br /><br />Let's see how good you are at leaving the love of your life <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">indefinitely</span>! Bitches. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Haha</span>.<br /><br />Sunday <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Becci</span>, Kathryn, J & I went to brunch at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Westin</span>, and it was AMAZING, I still <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">musj</span> over all the things I didn't have time to eat, although we were there for like, 4 hours or something. And I didn't drink enough champagne, BY FAR. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBy93nDM0EELfV0F45sHcphoFG0kRKpvRJv7cUfW10Sw9Y9Mz8AA92PX3YWzZ79vKctw9P8tlcfN2rJrMo7KAWxWuFfknL4OmnI85zE715MmtVTM4tbmjZOaARDzAO_YCqnwFGdPA1_2ce/s1600-h/n1611510023_105946_1666670.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBy93nDM0EELfV0F45sHcphoFG0kRKpvRJv7cUfW10Sw9Y9Mz8AA92PX3YWzZ79vKctw9P8tlcfN2rJrMo7KAWxWuFfknL4OmnI85zE715MmtVTM4tbmjZOaARDzAO_YCqnwFGdPA1_2ce/s400/n1611510023_105946_1666670.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315172558796195458" /></a>Next time... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Fromage</span>, bitches! ;)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEmFzh166WSlLxGjL450JE2UI0Xo2UwPTUcBo2O9gpluA4B9w4TbdvbNX4mU1AfZCdZx3eY445VPlvPnLXn8PV-MHgsmGDpokV32ZtKZBS5AZZPNGXDmCPWpltGW8YtApJU2IrwuYRpu3n/s1600-h/Photo+13.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEmFzh166WSlLxGjL450JE2UI0Xo2UwPTUcBo2O9gpluA4B9w4TbdvbNX4mU1AfZCdZx3eY445VPlvPnLXn8PV-MHgsmGDpokV32ZtKZBS5AZZPNGXDmCPWpltGW8YtApJU2IrwuYRpu3n/s400/Photo+13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306309907197551522" /></a>This is what Norway looks like right now - nice - and very, very cold - not to mention; very, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">veeeeery</span> far away...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUUgg7RVqW82wdkzX52sYqhCpyK58Oab86LntIt1wHSNvmHHg4mjZkuY-OtFrCpqE7ORAje4k2Nr_-xz28HtkvTYeJpaQHJGAXtI1rGk6iffTEr3PCLk1Raj3jhPLWFwNXkVC8iv5MTYZZ/s1600-h/Photo+17.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUUgg7RVqW82wdkzX52sYqhCpyK58Oab86LntIt1wHSNvmHHg4mjZkuY-OtFrCpqE7ORAje4k2Nr_-xz28HtkvTYeJpaQHJGAXtI1rGk6iffTEr3PCLk1Raj3jhPLWFwNXkVC8iv5MTYZZ/s400/Photo+17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306309907535396402" /></a>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-53475646752943623802009-02-20T12:51:00.003+08:002009-02-20T13:11:14.984+08:00Going hooomeWhat's in a home? That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet, so home would, were it not home called - retain that dear perfection which it owes without that title. Home, doff thy name, and for thy name which is no part of thee, take all myself.<div><br /></div><div>In other words - Dear Beijing - I love you, but I'm going home (Oslo) for a while. I would like to thank you though, for blessing me with snow during my last couple of days, so that the transition would go smoother. Quite clever of you, although I actually preferred your premature days of spring.</div><div><br /></div><div>However, I still have a couple of days left, and I will be back soon. Tonight we are going to Block 8 - to listen to the magnificent Dj Jan Lo spin us into joy, I think it is gonna be great, all my djfriends in NYC all rave about him, but I've yet to see him, so I really can't wait. Otherwise I can tell you that I've had a quiet week, were as the rest of the gang have been out - almost every night it seems. I was especially thrilled with J waking me up by snatching my pillow at 3.30 am the other night, haha.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ok, going out to have breakfast with Julian, Duncan (and Will I guess?) with J, then we are hitting the Silk Marked, I've actually not been there more then ten minutes, once. Have a nice day, and do check out "Hot Pot" at Block 8 tonight! It will truly be amazing.</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope. <br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUlwFPVpp-GTZJ7hJhPLONKzc5FRmRhuwba3tuZ2C8alzoHOtpnaGMeE4j0ZyLZru_8ArwY3cQxzRn60n75BaavWERDM46nlApJNPXLDwBiYq64mEdPbAUR-EbO87wlMUwZG1oZYlvfoj/s1600-h/n36919680_39196228_2995.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUlwFPVpp-GTZJ7hJhPLONKzc5FRmRhuwba3tuZ2C8alzoHOtpnaGMeE4j0ZyLZru_8ArwY3cQxzRn60n75BaavWERDM46nlApJNPXLDwBiYq64mEdPbAUR-EbO87wlMUwZG1oZYlvfoj/s400/n36919680_39196228_2995.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304741605964544194" /></a>(Dj Whoo Kid & me at Bling)<br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-74097587311187125082009-02-18T11:21:00.004+08:002009-02-18T11:44:29.820+08:00What approach to choose?I guess there are two ways of viewing the unexpected snowfall over Beijing. Last night I was cold, grumpy and grinchy. But, hey... Spring will come soon enough. In the meadow, we can build a snowman! How cool is that?<br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lHTE_QQOct8&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lHTE_QQOct8&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-31461291197470474742009-02-17T17:00:00.008+08:002009-02-17T22:33:41.770+08:00Maybe in your country, they are afraid of pain.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj58ezEckC4rHd-uVnnPFnP4JG69K5Xn4Hpa_qVG4SmGakEBDeh_ZWc2s6RNvcCWA8o8cyBNUwfW2z_i4voJMfAwlTgXNRLvCyWeIioNwvpmyH9S3E00mp2svSlJBOhRCRt81WL4CUHGHOY/s1600-h/injection.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj58ezEckC4rHd-uVnnPFnP4JG69K5Xn4Hpa_qVG4SmGakEBDeh_ZWc2s6RNvcCWA8o8cyBNUwfW2z_i4voJMfAwlTgXNRLvCyWeIioNwvpmyH9S3E00mp2svSlJBOhRCRt81WL4CUHGHOY/s400/injection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303771165803075506" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A random conversation with my dentist this afternoon.</span><br /><br />Dentist; So yeah, we now, uhm, repair the tooth.<br /><br />Me: Can I have some anaesthetics?<br /><br />D: You mean injection?<br /><br />M: Yes I mean injection.<br /><br />D: I think maybe, you don't need it.<br /><br />M: I think maybe I do need it.<br /><br />D: But I think maybe, no - you do not need it.<br /><br />M: But I think I do.<br /><br />D: I think maybe, no - it will make your mouth very numb.<br /><br />M: I love it when my mouth is numb.<br /><br />D: Uhm, I think maybe, Chinese people do not like it when mouth is numb.<br /><br />M: Well, I am not Chinese.<br /><br />D: Uhm. I think maybe, in your country they are afraid of pain.<br /><br />M: Well... Ok, yeah - we are.<br /><br />D: So maybe, it's ok. Please wait for a while.Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-77038371537703881012009-02-15T04:53:00.009+08:002009-02-15T05:06:57.682+08:00Shoutout to Cambridge!Us <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Beijingers</span> are so glad to see you're all reading the blog over there in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Angleterre</span>! I guess you wanna see the pictures of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Julians</span> date now, don't you? Well, seeing as my camera is broken, you'll all have to wait a couple of days for them... As for the pictures of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Dj</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Whoo</span> Kid in the fierce red glasses!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj0dERqi0rY_acc_gI6Vo9b76xIR_bFQZaE-aYXOmNijuePSweVzVK7Meoymwk4a1E7C0bO62tnabHlaLjFloQICUgoPBrLU-HeeVO4-PoVXfouffGKMxG98yMvSRuKKA2X2IgyT1ZkDeW/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj0dERqi0rY_acc_gI6Vo9b76xIR_bFQZaE-aYXOmNijuePSweVzVK7Meoymwk4a1E7C0bO62tnabHlaLjFloQICUgoPBrLU-HeeVO4-PoVXfouffGKMxG98yMvSRuKKA2X2IgyT1ZkDeW/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302761185488747442" /></a>Today was so nice, I think everyone had hangovers from last night, so we just compeletly chilled out - we ate, we drank, and yeah - we just chilled out, music, conversations, more beer, it was the perfect Valentines, and although I have a sleeping J on the sofa next to me and am so tired I've actually been considering just closing my eyes and falling asleep with my head against his, I think waking up tomorrow is gonna be such an amazing experience - IN MY BED - not so much in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">living room</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">at least</span> now that it's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">pre</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ayi</span>, post-party.<br /><br />Oh - and thank you guys for the roses! They look better than ever now, I really think baking soda did the trick. <3Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-90797023195026442572009-02-14T13:54:00.004+08:002009-02-14T14:00:09.058+08:00What a day this has been.Well, actually it really hasn't been that much of a day yet, seeing as we only got up a couple of hours ago. But! Yesterday was so much fun, still we totally stayed out too late, and now it is all a question of luck to see if we can get everything ready in time for tonights party... Dj Whoo Kid at Bling last night was great, but he played less eastcoast rap than we expected, still - he was really fun and nice. Kathryn took a lot of great pictures and we can't wait to see them. For now - we have some serious cooking to do - happy Valentines day!!! <br /><br />LET LOVE RULE.Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-15041069306143773062009-02-12T16:09:00.010+08:002009-02-12T17:12:06.673+08:00Ok, ladies... Happy V-day!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPm61zZCOwW-3EjktO6IXRriHyoVFIOkACEEYH36YU-HwUadciNB5T3A93CVZ8XFHn9bCgTJFqDEctU3JwAadqIEXugsOr6j5A2wDX39Sy2dJm9UC-Q8EPsBHhmYoxQFbcxyO9j5Q1w3Xw/s1600-h/n505035129_544432_3225.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPm61zZCOwW-3EjktO6IXRriHyoVFIOkACEEYH36YU-HwUadciNB5T3A93CVZ8XFHn9bCgTJFqDEctU3JwAadqIEXugsOr6j5A2wDX39Sy2dJm9UC-Q8EPsBHhmYoxQFbcxyO9j5Q1w3Xw/s400/n505035129_544432_3225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301835422529086626" /></a>For one time only - we give you the astonishing Julian Walton. At 20 years old, he has already graduated from top notch schools such as Westminster, and is currently doing a Masters Degree in Chinese at the University of Cambridge. Julian enjoys hikes, all kinds of sports, reading, movies and hanging out with his friends. He has somewhat of a soft spot for romantic comedies, but don't tell him we told you... ;)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEFZtXKq9dnoGponI0CD9FrXSyhHfVLCbFE2EVgJ69Mo69aosBNamMb_31PNZQYuCE-7F7cSogfy674KQOiUhZu8tIdzNiLYJHlXeKVn8Ted4w_WbD2jnmHrpe98GLg4v6sU9dawWBLQm/s1600-h/n1610190061_118196_7538.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEFZtXKq9dnoGponI0CD9FrXSyhHfVLCbFE2EVgJ69Mo69aosBNamMb_31PNZQYuCE-7F7cSogfy674KQOiUhZu8tIdzNiLYJHlXeKVn8Ted4w_WbD2jnmHrpe98GLg4v6sU9dawWBLQm/s400/n1610190061_118196_7538.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301824565459550594" /></a>Julian is a self proclaimed absolute music lover and appreciates good food more than anything, but still he is not the kind to frown upon the thrills of a chicken skewer, prepared on a simple BBQ street side. As he is an expert in the martian arts - he has a strong inner core and a comfortable Zen-like approach to him, vibes which he naturally spread amongst the people surrounding him. Julian is a very loyal friend, but he also loves just having fun and not worrying - and who can blame him? Worrying sucks.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE7KaPDGBaEIO2OoHYiCJDKWdRDHZldyUUN12cAPAqn08eUdOed2B_NeGgSh0k6MzhaY908dJNXvYQBLfEqxdYtuZvlput0rCKNFiBYTTxK6mRmL37XeKgLaa9aar_OmeG2JlntIv7acZ2/s1600-h/n1610190061_60081_1531.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE7KaPDGBaEIO2OoHYiCJDKWdRDHZldyUUN12cAPAqn08eUdOed2B_NeGgSh0k6MzhaY908dJNXvYQBLfEqxdYtuZvlput0rCKNFiBYTTxK6mRmL37XeKgLaa9aar_OmeG2JlntIv7acZ2/s400/n1610190061_60081_1531.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301824570303910482" /></a>So - this Valentines day YOU can actually win a date with this catch of a man - we're not gonna promise you he'll go all the way - as Julian is the strong/sensitive type - but we can promise you the night of your life, drinks, dancing, great food and maybe even some flowers!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4E_8KudWBRtW7n6qBy5d4teOwUb23zrunFwgWZZd_70XHKeizMzvPofLzGr6OM6Y9_dNzvYE9jlRogJQhmr15hgbB11m_w7-Yx66kbIwJjifvxXSagpI1iRH9j-NHfGe09Ye2x1rMbus8/s1600-h/n1610190061_114398_2391.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4E_8KudWBRtW7n6qBy5d4teOwUb23zrunFwgWZZd_70XHKeizMzvPofLzGr6OM6Y9_dNzvYE9jlRogJQhmr15hgbB11m_w7-Yx66kbIwJjifvxXSagpI1iRH9j-NHfGe09Ye2x1rMbus8/s400/n1610190061_114398_2391.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301824569666669586" /></a>If you wanna be Julians date for our Valentines party in Sanlitun this Saturday - just say the word; <span style="font-style:italic;">dearbeijing@gmail.com</span>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-87665674810896203882009-02-12T15:29:00.008+08:002009-02-12T15:55:13.068+08:00Quiznight at Lush<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTyyop47XEhTpIDecGzpKPKCTDW75w3CeKz1bIPILyUVl5MzSaIDmU69UDqbDWgkb6-pv_HgWwjREmykQRC50gI-n2I3Il8Zb5KcAEs82QhyphenhyphenqvFyG42f_RjCE5lFe2hkkyOvtUGeRjbW7W/s1600-h/n1611510023_103069_7957.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJT_qz8w7D1yW3BveCxf4Kh-QaS6Zi4TPwUP8_eo1uI_C3IyY7xXpqoMWMdnPcGsD5KBdEQdiHynBgn942ewZTQURxvO3saHMP28GS5Hgf6LdrLUdd0JB-Y-l1MG_UG3btbQKXqHKbB8Tt/s400/n1611510023_103062_7114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301815175540753170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7LxWhaGMoKCov0A-J5R-ipH2B8KLqmj_ILrp_gvUPKFt_4xRkUZLArRc2Xybb-xzKm1iT0u6ZtfKs3jYGZi6ymQa2YKnye0yDk62XaN1I_q1QpMTVV77K1b9xNtmiC1D0IxYEYxoqgPI6/s1600-h/n1611510023_103071_174.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7LxWhaGMoKCov0A-J5R-ipH2B8KLqmj_ILrp_gvUPKFt_4xRkUZLArRc2Xybb-xzKm1iT0u6ZtfKs3jYGZi6ymQa2YKnye0yDk62XaN1I_q1QpMTVV77K1b9xNtmiC1D0IxYEYxoqgPI6/s400/n1611510023_103071_174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301815176091864754" /></a>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-67549009325645685032009-02-12T13:52:00.004+08:002009-02-12T14:21:34.851+08:00OMG! It's raining!!!I <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">love</span> the<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span>rain. It never rains in Beijing!!!<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmCpOKtN8ME&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmCpOKtN8ME&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-8271943977017320362009-02-12T13:23:00.004+08:002009-02-12T13:35:00.700+08:00Dreams, soccer and blind dating<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Yey</span>, I didn't drink and blog. I think it's because I was so drunk I already fell asleep in the taxi on the way home - the good thing about that, is that the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">taxiride</span> from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Wudaokou</span> to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Sanlitun</span> takes a small eternity to complete, and last night it only seemed like ten minutes or so.<div><br /></div><div>All in all I actually feel quite good today, J is making pancakes, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">waterguy</span> has just been here to refill the tower and Norway beat the CRAP out of Germany in soccer - IN Germany... Go <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Drillo</span>! I did, however, have the strangest dreams about this <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">dinnerparty</span>/black tie event that was taking place at my parents house, just for friends, but it was also for the Olympic <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">comitee</span> that I was all of a sudden leading - because everyone thought it went so well last summer, they decided to give it to Beijing one more time (the Olympics that is). Very confusing, I remember a lot of secret doors and bottles of frozen spirits and tables that weren't in the same <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">height</span>...</div><div><br /></div><div>Strange. But - speaking of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">dinner parties</span>, I can't wait for Saturday! We're having a lot of people over to our house, and well - it's more of a party than a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">dinner party</span> - but! Seeing as it is Valentines day, we decided that everyone brings dates, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">aaaand</span> - we also decided to set Julian up with someone! I'll make a more elaborate post about it later, but if you think you wanna join one of the most handsome Cambridge men (as in the University) currently working on his Chinese Masters degree here in Beijing - send us an email! </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">dearbeijing@gmail.com</span></div><div><br /></div><div>More details to come... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Hihi</span>, I love the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Internet</span>!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-7869940907702107002009-02-11T18:45:00.005+08:002009-02-12T17:14:04.113+08:00Quiztime (Where is Lein???)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEWcvxYGJkH5rAZGB3VQch1RGc8DoFSdKdcWJk1K8bjdy2bqJ5H3mk9uF8CFriFYR9MTd02kunfhnzBnXbHi7GUS61oFgNmVK6mLkqLPXCtSZtxWGTW7snRtAp9eVXc5KEAtMSz0Nmn9qR/s1600-h/margarita-glass.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEWcvxYGJkH5rAZGB3VQch1RGc8DoFSdKdcWJk1K8bjdy2bqJ5H3mk9uF8CFriFYR9MTd02kunfhnzBnXbHi7GUS61oFgNmVK6mLkqLPXCtSZtxWGTW7snRtAp9eVXc5KEAtMSz0Nmn9qR/s200/margarita-glass.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301491051768399250" /></a><br /><p>Going to Lush to quiz with the gang. We really try to win every time, but it hardly ever happens. Just as well, neither of our kidneys would have benefited from the complimentary bottle of Jack for the winners anyway... Besides, Christina is leaving tomorrow, we have to get her wasted, if we could just get A HOLD OF HER HAWAIIAN ASS... Anyway, so if I blog anything else tonight I will most likely be drunk, so please, read with caution.</p>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-73394689107389884122009-02-11T16:50:00.008+08:002009-02-11T17:09:18.964+08:00Finally!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGRoG_elM0OMV50Vj0fV2lNcipYHs0U3cmjBH8dUi9AztwIoyZyG3etmv0lD2GLP1LwH3jpnNlJu-WbbRGy56K5uS17yaeXpjrffQ9W-CLchC1GpaVrVy4tI3nti6M4YWzGMR2C0jggFmC/s1600-h/beach-pic.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGRoG_elM0OMV50Vj0fV2lNcipYHs0U3cmjBH8dUi9AztwIoyZyG3etmv0lD2GLP1LwH3jpnNlJu-WbbRGy56K5uS17yaeXpjrffQ9W-CLchC1GpaVrVy4tI3nti6M4YWzGMR2C0jggFmC/s400/beach-pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301462955582889474" /></a>After my Chinese class, I had a nice jog around Sanlitun for an hour and a half or so, had a carrot and an apple, drank 2 liters of water (lukewarm) and then went for a refreshing and relaxing yoga class. It was really good to just cop off and restore my Zen. I can now do both the "Crane" and the "Elephant Bird" - and I am truly so proud of myself...<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><blockquote>Yeah right.<br /></blockquote></span><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yop62wQH498&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yop62wQH498&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-17919972383663276152009-02-11T13:20:00.012+08:002009-02-12T17:14:33.709+08:00Crap, crap, crap and musj.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqM9CtSawBsNs0Mcv_SuudHjjOduoJLKqdNOgBa0BRT2vWYz462nSO3mf6_emVEa0Hb0_vUgfdumF1rjktob67kpoirsq3SVS2h8xO0BqZq-CXCFzXV_IOH_sasknCqAY9Bx9NNCL4Bu3_/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 122px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqM9CtSawBsNs0Mcv_SuudHjjOduoJLKqdNOgBa0BRT2vWYz462nSO3mf6_emVEa0Hb0_vUgfdumF1rjktob67kpoirsq3SVS2h8xO0BqZq-CXCFzXV_IOH_sasknCqAY9Bx9NNCL4Bu3_/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301406403288625938" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Becci!!!</span> Why do you not have our home number...? Why did I forget my phone at your house??? Why did YOU forget your phone at your house??? Obviously, I could have been out, shopping with Becci. But I'm NOT, I'm at home, waiting for my Chinese tutor... I better learn something pretty darned good today... Musj. And crap.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">edit: I learned a lot of good stuff. but he won't teach me any swearwords, and I sort of resent that.</span>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-45666510043072936962009-02-11T11:55:00.018+08:002009-02-11T13:15:13.557+08:00Pheeeeeew!Brushing your teeth actually DO pay off!!! Yey! I still have to go back and do an X-ray on something, but all in all she said it looked very good! Thank GOD! I had one tiny hole, and that was it - but it was tiiiiny - like this dot; .<br /><br />So, I felt relieved to say the least, the dentist actually spoke quite good english, too. It is located on the other side of the road to the CCTV Hotel, that caught fire from fireworks on Monday. It was a horrible sight, this huge building all black and charcoaly and falling apart - it is such a shame, and although it is surprising by the look of the fire, it "only" caused one death and six injuries - but even if the damage could have been far greater, it is still just so tragic.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrv9r5kl6sMdg6e8XpxP2ybt6CgX7Ag2BT9RacqvILW8z-d1kMPQcqnpAWcFA2_X5VKnREAbJ5GE6JkDi17ceZje6nxzN4EeM-ZjHdmnFu2hPAqPHp88_jSN0IqPPtE2wrkum4evWMiuE1/s1600-h/sx9ba6af.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrv9r5kl6sMdg6e8XpxP2ybt6CgX7Ag2BT9RacqvILW8z-d1kMPQcqnpAWcFA2_X5VKnREAbJ5GE6JkDi17ceZje6nxzN4EeM-ZjHdmnFu2hPAqPHp88_jSN0IqPPtE2wrkum4evWMiuE1/s400/sx9ba6af.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301394314140519282" /></a><br />When I was finished at the dentist I took a taxi home. Or, more like - I ATTEMPTED to take a taxi home. Only, he didn't know my street, so I asked him to drive me to the closest "Main" road - Gongti Beilu. When we were just about aproaching Yashow, i was all "you, you, you" - which means right - only my computer doesn't really have a shortcut for the tone-mark. So he pulled up and stopped. At Yashow. I explained to him that "Nono, <span style="font-style:italic;">you</span> in the NEXT street" - but he absolutely refused, and so I just paid him the 11 kuai and started walking home.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpULAJj6x08o0xR_8LfOkJt6ANo4BrFMpa6_5b2UszErnSycBHHoizbbGvRnSoT16AaWqeZ3gr9zc6Z5KEhf-MIV3p63URUk9WvdrKtTdOUirIPGmEYkeRcapeEBtKy5QJRBgRVWau2blo/s1600-h/Mascarpone_500g.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpULAJj6x08o0xR_8LfOkJt6ANo4BrFMpa6_5b2UszErnSycBHHoizbbGvRnSoT16AaWqeZ3gr9zc6Z5KEhf-MIV3p63URUk9WvdrKtTdOUirIPGmEYkeRcapeEBtKy5QJRBgRVWau2blo/s200/Mascarpone_500g.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301395830629683618" /></a>First of all, let me just pat my own shoulder for NOT going into Yashow... (I actually only wanna go with Kathryn now, she is such an amazing haggler...) Then, I went to a grocery store with a lot of imported foods that is less expensive than April's, Jenny Lou's and so on - to see if they had Mascarpone - but they DIDN'T. Musj. (It is across the street from the Police Station by <span style="font-style:italic;">The Village</span> in Sanlitun, but I don't know what it is called.)<br /><br />So, I just started walking home, quite annoyed actually - and then - spring came again to bless my day - the dumpling joint on the corner has put out chairs and tables on the sidewalk!!! It looked so pretty with all the different stools in different colours just out on the sidewalk, I really should have taken a picture, but my camera has gone to ****. I have to get a new one at some point.<br /><br />But for now, I'll let you see what I look like, when I haven't eaten all morning because of the dentist, and then am told I have good dental hygiene, and am starving, AND realise there is a Subway in my dentist's building. Funny how I don't even like Subway normally - but I was just so hungry! I ate it like a caveman the moment I came home - after washing my hands of course. You can never wash your hands to many times in Beijing.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFhj7dDUWn5IyCARHazyEj9R2S8L0q_xKo1Vdk0tHs3KmuHec0dUCvWKY3wRxEUnY44JDu3PXqRbv8yo6WJjDhWmYy0lKvHxnmGp8ftbR6qjUO95NUm8MLhsnH3aGhr-gbW8TmPNnBi81/s1600-h/Photo+11.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFhj7dDUWn5IyCARHazyEj9R2S8L0q_xKo1Vdk0tHs3KmuHec0dUCvWKY3wRxEUnY44JDu3PXqRbv8yo6WJjDhWmYy0lKvHxnmGp8ftbR6qjUO95NUm8MLhsnH3aGhr-gbW8TmPNnBi81/s400/Photo+11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301389927898655154" /></a><span style="font-style:italic;">Holy shit. I need some of that "removes rings under eyes"-tea from a TCM pharmacy PRONTO... Or/and a good nights sleep.</span>Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9203569909818857706.post-18863116906342973532009-02-11T09:41:00.020+08:002009-02-11T13:16:23.752+08:00I don't wanna go to the dentist!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-3E9X-7RKlaW5f5-XQv8OvoX43M6tzpikmdipCIgANwTS_CEtYnU0j79kHclIhPUWFPpxsCOwwqdURyyX4RhtK_P9tCrHxwGuDpkDDLR19mjZz5ZsoxvCFkHz2iRP-a204ztcQqce9veh/s1600-h/ChildSml.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-3E9X-7RKlaW5f5-XQv8OvoX43M6tzpikmdipCIgANwTS_CEtYnU0j79kHclIhPUWFPpxsCOwwqdURyyX4RhtK_P9tCrHxwGuDpkDDLR19mjZz5ZsoxvCFkHz2iRP-a204ztcQqce9veh/s400/ChildSml.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301401073325489250" /></a>They are careless, ignorant, ruthless and mean people. There. I said it.Dear Beijinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15855874571466255052noreply@blogger.com0