The Norwegian Goverment's Seamen Service

As most Sundays, I spend my evening at the "sailor's office" as I've started calling it, also known as Velferden. Today has been an extreamly busy day, with 21 people stopping by. And for the first time since I started working here, the coffee-can has been emptied!

Last Sunday no one were in, so I took the chance to take some photos for you to see.


The office, where I spend much of the time surfing the web...

The rest of the time I spend laying on the sofa watching tv...


Or, just maybe, I'll play some pool. By myself. And somehow I still loose...?


At the back you can see all the magazines and newspapers from all over Norway.


Anyone can borrow books from our "library" onto the boats.


We also have a small kitchen, with the most important thing of all. NORSK KAFFITRAKTER<3

Welcome!

Random pictures from Aberdeen...

William, my little sweeeetie... And he smiles everytime I pick up the camera!


Starbucks; where we often go to drink coffee, chill out or study. Here with Amrit.


I know you've probably seen this one before, but I'm still showing it again. KIND'A COOL, huh?


We had a plant. During christmas most of it died:(


Me and the irish at Big'Dave's valentines/birthday-flatparty (see videos at the end...)


Me and Bettyyyyy


Betty, some guy, and littl'Dave. Now, I know this is a staged photo, but are you even old enough to HOLD that bottle of wine, Dave?


Greg the multi-task-man. Not everyone can drink beer, hug a girl AND tie his shoe at the same time. Almost impressed!


Ben KICKING MY A**E in Risk - The World Conquerer


Betty and Greg. Bestfriends for life:)


Hazel preparing for Forensic Examination. Even bleeching tables requires some skill!!


Me after fingerprinting all day... Clean as always! Oh, and did I mention that i wore a mask while dusting??


My two suitcases are never far off... So be aware;)


Amrit having a footbath;)


Sexy Betty at Amrits Valentine's-party!!


Another photo of me and Betty. Aren't we cute?


And another one of me and Rob, trying to put his thumb in my mouth? (I might need backing up on this one!! ;)


Suicide-bunny and Pinky-Cash at the nightstand.


Half of the Dutch-mafia...


Mickey Mascot:D

Well, well... Those were a few glimpses into our thrilling (...) life here in Aberdeen. To finish off this post, I'd like to show you two videos I just "happened" to get a hold of;) Enjoy!

Big'Dave dancing Riverdance.... those irish, what can I say? (Unfortunately, I had the IQ to turn this clip 90'degrees around... :)

OBS! Some in-appropriate language in this next one!

And Big'Dave anouncing all the Februar-birthdays in the room (my apologies for him not being 100% sober), INCLUDIG Betty's, who we ended up singing to. Me and Betty (and Rob?) found it extreamly funny, as Betty's real birthday happens to be 5th of October...

So, Happy Birthday to ALL OF YOU!!!

Hairy Dreams of Horror!

I had a bad dream last night. Not a nightmare (which I rarely have), but more like those dreams where you wake up with a sick feeling and it takes a while to realise that it was nothing more than a dream.

Because of my Hyperthyroidism (Grave's Disease) I could loose a lot of hair, and last night I dreamt that when brushing my hair a big CHUNCK came of, leaving a bold area. When I had a closer look, I had lots of those small areas, and lots of small black and red spots all over my scalp. Not a beautiful sight I'll tell you. Crying, I ran in to my doctor, who was shocked on my behalf and started giving me a headmassage to help ease the pain (which I don't think I had...). I didn't stop him, though! I might have had bald patches all over my head, but my doctor was still no other than George Clooney....

Babysitting

I've been babysitting all weekend (48-hours job), and was planning to write a few sentences about it. BUT, it's late and I have to wake up early... so until then, here's a little videoclip for you to enjoy... (May I say, only the first 30seconds are worth watching, as the rest is too boring. But because it's a MPEG-4 file, I couldn't open it to edit/shorten it. I'll get in done soon, though.

Nite xxx

Chaos in the snow

I had just started analysing the suspect's jumper when I was told to pack up, and evacuate the building asap. Turns out they decided to close the university at 3pm, to make sure everyone gets home before nightfall. I looked from my teacher and out the window, where I could see a couple of snowflakes falling. Why? i asked...

You see, WINTERTYRES is an unknown fenonema. So is CHAINS... Put a thin (5cm) layer of snow everywhere, and cars, buses, trains and flights stops. It's chaos. Pathetic:p

Don't look at the snowflakes, they look bigger on the picture. Instead, look at the AMOUNT of snow. Woooow.. HOW MUCH! Not.. :p

For those of you who wants to see some more... check this out:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/7872853.stm

p.s. notice how the text underneath the video says "Heavy snow..."

Kake-rusk

I don't really know what to say...
Other than "Sorry Amrit, but this is TOO funny to let go!!. Your indian cakes are SOO delicious though, but you can't blame me for being skeptical at first..."
LoL xD

Let it snow, let it snow

I know it's a bit early to start thinking about Christmas once again. We still felt a bit "christmassy" though, when we walked to the shop singing "let it snow, let it snow". I'm telling you, a couple of wet snowflakes can turn anyone into a child...

A Lonely Heartbeat

Mondays are usually spent in the Forensic Laboratories, where Hazel and I work on our case. Since there is only two of us doing the MSc, we're often put in with the 3rd and 4th years of BSc (a rather noisy class..). None of us really mind, but it's still nice when you sometimes happen to be in the lab all alone and can think and focus in silence. Which is just what happened today....

I was in the photography lab, taking photos of two ESLA-shoeprints we recovered from the Crime Scene. No one else was using the lab, which suited me just fine since the ESLA-photos need to be taken with the lights off. Only two small lamps lit up the prints, and I LOVED it. All alone, totally focused, getting to work on my own, eager to find some characteristic pattern in the prints that could tie us to the suspects shoes. In the middle of all the strict evidence-paperwork and safety, I completely forgot that it was all a game. That there hadn't actually been a murder. To me it was real. To me the murderer was still out there, dreading that I would find that little clue left behind that would have him convicted. With the murder-weapon safely packed away, and all fingerprints scanned onto our database, I felt closer than ever.

That's when I heard it.
A weak sound.

thumTHUM ... thumTHUM ... thumTHUM ... thumTHUM ...

Continously, in a steady beat. A heartbeat. From somewhere inside that room where I had been alone for the last hour. I had no idea how long it had been going on, or what made me aware of it. Not until then could I feel someone watching me. Waiting. For a moment I checked my own pulse, to see if it was playing tricks on me. But it came from further down the room. From the shadow. I managed to resist running back to the mainlab, leaving all evidence behind, and struggled with the lamp-remotecontrol. The light made me brave, and instead I walked towards the sound, listening. Sensing.

Now, those of you who know me well, know that I'm not too fond of hearts and heartbeats. And even as steady as this one sounded, I kept expecting it to stop any moment. I'm not sure if "relieved" is the best word to describe it, but at least I could relax a bit when I discovered that the beat came from inside the big Infrared Detector connected to one of the microscopes. Phew... At least there wasn't any run-away psyko lurking in the corners. Funny what a lively imagination can do to you:)

Back here in the flat I can't help wonder though, if that machine is ment to have a heartbeat. I guess I'll never know what I'd found if I'd had a look inside.......