Strange things happen to strangers...

Hi,

Sitting her after a more or less ok day, but stressfull...well the weather is awfully reminiscent of a place called Iceland. To be exact Keflavik airport Iceland. I felt today like I was late for work and they were going to lay asphalt on the runway intersections...to those who have no idea where I am heading with this, this means stress or crisis. To quote Edmund Blackadder: "This is a crisis. If you have got a minute. It is a twelve storie crisis, with a magnificent entrance hall and a sign saying 'This is a large crisis'" Think I remember the quotation correctly.

Well, why crisis and have I been to the diesel oil again. Crisis because there are only two weeks until the first exam and diesel oil yes please.

Man, what am I saying here. I am in a funny mood today. Disregard above. I am really feeling ok and think I will be just fine.

Yes, Christmas is only roughly a month away. Time flies, even when you are not having fun. Strange.

Well, I am off to the books. Datamining is on the menu tonight with a dash of coffee and I suspect a generous amount of Anton Berg on the side.

Take care,

Arnar Thor