<?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-14812896</id><updated>2011-11-18T22:57:27.247+01:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Emily'/><category term='Bloggarsis'/><category term='Depression'/><category term='Frustration'/><category term='Sociabiliyt'/><category term='Confused'/><category term='a better man'/><category term='Troubles'/><category term='Dying'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='resolution'/><category term='Future'/><category term='Magnus Marsdal'/><category term='Psychology'/><category term='Olav Krange'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Discovery'/><category term='Identity'/><category term='Break'/><category term='Hijab'/><category term='ingratitude'/><category term='Courage'/><category term='Feelings'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Speedy Gonzales'/><category term='Society'/><category term='class'/><category term='new year'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='imigration'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Shallow'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='Void'/><category term='Crying'/><category term='Abraham Myerson'/><category term='Meaning'/><category term='Hume'/><category term='Crisis'/><category term='Age'/><category term='Respect'/><category term='Hair-removal'/><category term='Happy'/><category term='Italy'/><category term='irinoy'/><category term='Hen'/><category term='peace'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Winter'/><category term='Kirkegaard'/><category term='Abstinence'/><category term='2010'/><category term='Every-day'/><category term='school'/><category term='Thomas Frank'/><category term='James Bulger'/><category term='Men'/><category term='Anxiety'/><category term='T.S. Eliot'/><category term='Alienated'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Road'/><category term='problems'/><category term='people'/><category term='Free association'/><category term='Self'/><category term='Cleaning'/><category term='priorities'/><category term='words'/><category term='Gaza'/><category term='Bjørn Eidsvåg'/><category term='Living'/><category term='Sleep'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Confusion'/><category term='Influence'/><category term='Update'/><category term='Ambvivalent'/><category term='Death'/><category term='tomorrow'/><category term='Fairy-tales'/><category term='To find'/><category term='Sadness'/><title type='text'>Texo texere texui textum</title><subtitle type='html'>From the hands of a lost and bewildered soul comes theese words of frustrasion, sorrow and joy. 
I twine together everything in my life and it is not always put together the right way or with the right pieces. I seek to get this right at some point.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-1678762460266705256</id><published>2010-07-11T23:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:29:54.376+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Words of this moment in time</title><summary type='text'>I have troubles in sentences, and will do my post in simple wordsHappyAmbvivalentTiredEnergetic(in theory)In loveOrangeWarm feetRunny noseSoar throatSunnyNew place (want)New job (want)Happiness you just have to be, it is not something to be found.-Me- =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/1678762460266705256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=1678762460266705256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1678762460266705256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1678762460266705256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2010/07/words-of-this-moment-in-time.html' title='Words of this moment in time'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-6988469922472921998</id><published>2010-06-07T20:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:34:11.685+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The day is here, coronary hart disease in men or lifestyle and health in  youth, might be combined with a small piece of addiction and substance  abuse.Well, the literature is wide and the time isn't quite  long enough. Have not been blogging for ages, but I needed a small "hello world" =) So, here I am. Still small and of no special meaning this earth. Still haven't made any big discoveries or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/6988469922472921998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=6988469922472921998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6988469922472921998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6988469922472921998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-is-here-coronary-hart-disease-in.html' title=''/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-8735491507750680767</id><published>2010-04-17T17:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:25:07.999+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace, sunshine and Prince</title><summary type='text'>The sun has come to Norway... together with the big cloud of ash =/ Oh, well... Happy days to me anyway!I am giving myself the five minutes of peace that I need today, it has been difficult finding them. I have now found Prince on Spotify, feeling in the mood and drinking my cup of coffee... Silencing all the sounds out, answering only to myself and Prince. Thoughts of what is happening in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/8735491507750680767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=8735491507750680767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/8735491507750680767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/8735491507750680767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2010/04/peace-sunshine-and-prince.html' title='Peace, sunshine and Prince'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-5949003820762149952</id><published>2010-03-05T18:02:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T07:38:45.470+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hijab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Wearing a hijab, needed to express this!</title><summary type='text'>Just need to be written, I am so sick of this debate!What harm will a few sweet girls covering their hair at school do? How is it any irritation or problem for anyone? We are talking hijab, and we are talking at school. The debate is about not allowing these kids to cover up their hair.Doing a hypothetical her...Growing up being a Muslim, lets say at 8 years old. Mariam asks her father why she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/5949003820762149952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=5949003820762149952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5949003820762149952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5949003820762149952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2010/03/wearing-hijab-needed-to-express-this.html' title='Wearing a hijab, needed to express this!'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-1571857802406646413</id><published>2010-03-01T20:41:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:54:46.637+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Troubles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speedy Gonzales'/><title type='text'>The bad beginning of 2010, and the good continuation</title><summary type='text'>....STOP if you only need bright and happy to fill your day ;)I will be talking in past tense for this one.I do know I am bad at sharing right at the time it happens. But things tend to feel much more serious when I say them out loud, and especially if I get sympathy on top.. hehe, that I know I always get!Starting with yesterday, going backwards complaining about the beginning of 2010.....Been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/1571857802406646413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=1571857802406646413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1571857802406646413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1571857802406646413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2010/03/bad-beginning-of-2010-and-good.html' title='The bad beginning of 2010, and the good continuation'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-3680100056353400802</id><published>2010-02-19T21:08:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:06:34.060+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Every-day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>My Forrest</title><summary type='text'>Thoughts of today....I pass people on the street in the subway, well... I pass people all day actually (!!)  One of those thoughts comes to mind, the thought of us dark private people up here in the north. You can say what you want, but at least we are honest?!? Well, doesn't a general grumpy face make a general grumpy inside! (??)This disgusting man on the subway today. He was trying to make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/3680100056353400802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=3680100056353400802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/3680100056353400802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/3680100056353400802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-forrest.html' title='My Forrest'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/S378qGuDlPI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/NtYl4rLfQCI/s72-c/forrest_gump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-295241891795420425</id><published>2010-02-04T19:55:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:30:48.149+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free association'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Void'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men'/><title type='text'>The last word</title><summary type='text'>We can all be there and see and we can all be there and feel the earth vibrating. The likes and dislikes of any argument, and the argument that slowly grows into a passion that might be mistaken for a fight! Hehe, I like to let my words flow... some Freudian free association on blog, some more:Something is just wrong... somtimes, the cat talks and I might not. Laughter fills me, how I feel .void </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/295241891795420425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=295241891795420425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/295241891795420425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/295241891795420425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-word.html' title='The last word'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-6402496045649579757</id><published>2010-01-24T21:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:19:15.096+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Wondering how life....</title><summary type='text'>..... can be so wonderful and confusing at once?!LoveExperiencesVacationCaringWorryingForgettingFinalizing...did I say love?FocusingMissing outFinding my placeDiscoveringFor it all to fit my blog I would need weeks. What I can say is that I feel wonderfull but I am scared it will all fall like a house of cards. Well, hoping I build upon stronger foundation then that. ...and also putting my trust </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/6402496045649579757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=6402496045649579757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6402496045649579757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6402496045649579757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2010/01/wondering-how-life.html' title='Wondering how life....'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-4996512694714578190</id><published>2010-01-02T23:38:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:43:53.770+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.S. Eliot'/><title type='text'>New year, the sequal and some</title><summary type='text'>Being inspired By Medium Geek I go ahead thinking about what to do for a resolution this year. I seldom do resolutions, but I have become a bit worked up reading about all the good stuff people plan on doing... So, here I go. I will try this resolution thing =)Fooooor 2010 (BTW, how did the discussion on this end: "twenty ten" og "two thousand and ten")* Finnish my bachelors (well, this is more a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/4996512694714578190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=4996512694714578190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4996512694714578190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4996512694714578190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-sequal-and-some.html' title='New year, the sequal and some'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/Sz_YhGDZaWI/AAAAAAAAAwE/pzVurF7sm4Q/s72-c/IMG_0037.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-5821243004417297520</id><published>2010-01-02T12:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:16:55.454+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a better man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Trying out a post on this side of 2010</title><summary type='text'>Got the urge to write, waiting and anticipating.Where did the old year go, when did it pass me buy. I am excited about what to do next, I do know that somehow there will be something moving forward. Just can't seem to take control of it myself. Lately feeling I am loosing control more and more, outside events keep making an entry... Making all my plans difficult to execute... Difficult I say, not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/5821243004417297520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=5821243004417297520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5821243004417297520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5821243004417297520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2010/01/trying-out-post-on-this-side-of-2010.html' title='Trying out a post on this side of 2010'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-6067827594777732208</id><published>2009-12-13T22:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:05:45.760+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Still hectic...</title><summary type='text'>....but I have come to the conclusion that this is the way 'I like it' (aha aha)So, small update on life in OsloEmily has lost tooth number six (I have almost lost count ;) and is getting more and more detached from her mother as she is getting so sick of me nagging all the time, hehe. The comments that some days come out of my sweet little girl. Well, we have fun most of the time... but she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/6067827594777732208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=6067827594777732208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6067827594777732208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6067827594777732208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-hectic.html' title='Still hectic...'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-4318311119275019792</id><published>2009-11-12T21:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:10:42.109+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>C' la vie - or is it really so?</title><summary type='text'>I some times wonder how everyone else is perceiving their surroundings. Do I look at something being strange or odd when it really isn't perceived as anything like that be the more 'normal' part of the world (saying that exists!). Is my beautiful the same as yours beautiful? Surly it is not, but some sort of beautiful is still thought of as more beautiful than anything else... Right this instant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/4318311119275019792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=4318311119275019792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4318311119275019792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4318311119275019792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/11/c-la-vie-or-is-it-really-so.html' title='C&apos; la vie - or is it really so?'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-8180268061486781419</id><published>2009-10-08T21:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:44:04.785+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abraham Myerson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggarsis'/><title type='text'>To slow</title><summary type='text'>I get moments of inspiration, but always at the wrong time! I start to wonder if it is because I at that time know I will not be able to write anything down, or it is just the windows of clarity that come by at certain times during the day. Now I am only writing this post because I am irritated about all the things I wanted to write earlier, but that just didn't stick.... The moment is gone =(Ok,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/8180268061486781419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=8180268061486781419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/8180268061486781419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/8180268061486781419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-slow.html' title='To slow'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-2816200533301861189</id><published>2009-09-13T23:06:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:40:12.619+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To find'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Just couldn't find the right quote to say it ;)</title><summary type='text'>I walk, feet moving in front of me. One step, one more step! I do not see the road, I stumble. Regain balance, but the fear has set itself. My legs are not as steady and I look down at the abyss below me. My feet stops, I stop and look! My eyes look, they look down and around. They see things they have not seen before. Mountains, sky - a lovely sky - Earth and life in a small bird, a squirrel. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/2816200533301861189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=2816200533301861189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2816200533301861189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2816200533301861189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-couldnt-find-right-quote-to-say-it.html' title='Just couldn&apos;t find the right quote to say it ;)'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/Sq1mA9SXfeI/AAAAAAAAAvY/CeBBJbSNOnw/s72-c/Soul+catching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-6751747154499170473</id><published>2009-08-05T22:28:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:05:12.245+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><title type='text'>a few words before bed</title><summary type='text'>Life is full of priorities and I am having big problems in putting one thing above the other. It is the art of measuring the right now and the tomorrow into a big bucket of slush, AND to make it look tasty!I do want to live right now and do those things in my life that can put some more quality into it. I do want to make all my tomorrows nice and comfy, to make a good home and to have a good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/6751747154499170473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=6751747154499170473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6751747154499170473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6751747154499170473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/08/few-words-before-bed.html' title='a few words before bed'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-4669884865316521161</id><published>2009-07-17T00:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:32:50.410+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Age'/><title type='text'>They say that....</title><summary type='text'>...with age comes beauty, but what is missing in this expression!? and I am not talking stone age here. More in the neighborhood of 25-35. Also the time when a few discoveries about other people comes to the surface (that is my guess at least!). For me the discoveries have just started, and from what I see they will continue for a while (can I make anyone believe I am 25 in this equation?). A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/4669884865316521161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=4669884865316521161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4669884865316521161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4669884865316521161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-say-that.html' title='They say that....'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-4836253730207633767</id><published>2009-05-20T22:31:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:23:42.318+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imigration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irinoy'/><title type='text'>Black and white on moral [painted in irony]</title><summary type='text'>My latest thoughts have been on how easy it is to paint the picture in the colors of preference. Maybe I am just tired, I don't know..... I see a drug problem, the police say it has reached a limit and will chase the addicts away. I am happy with them supplying me a solution. I feel the drug problem will soon be solved.....I see prostitutes in the streets, the state puts out laws to make it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/4836253730207633767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=4836253730207633767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4836253730207633767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4836253730207633767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/05/black-and-white-on-moral-painted-in.html' title='Black and white on moral [painted in irony]'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7147342990675521817</id><published>2009-04-27T21:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:25:06.681+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter came and went</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7147342990675521817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7147342990675521817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7147342990675521817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7147342990675521817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-came-and-went.html' title='Easter came and went'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SfYGhen1UtI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Ta8FogP-wag/s72-c/P%C3%A5ske-Emily-og-Susann.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-240541233797652227</id><published>2009-04-27T20:25:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:23:46.536+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Identity'/><title type='text'>Total confusion - another identity crisis(!?!)</title><summary type='text'>What is this creepy spring feeling that makes me want to share more than looks with someone of the opposite sex. I am so proud of my - self-confident, don't really care, like me the way I am, I deserve something great - attitude. Yupp, that is who I am (at least in theory). This works out fine for me and I don't feel I have to do any double somersaults or flip over backwards to find someone when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/240541233797652227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=240541233797652227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/240541233797652227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/240541233797652227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/04/total-confusion-another-identity-crisis.html' title='Total confusion - another identity crisis(!?!)'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-2590605636789915748</id><published>2009-04-20T20:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:05:44.353+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair-removal'/><title type='text'>From the hen</title><summary type='text'>... and not from the little wise one, ah why notFrom the wise little hen - from me =)I have been thinking a lot lately. Every morning I turn on the news, and as I enjoy having a long morning with time rather then the rush hour many prefer - I get the news run over and over a few times. Plus the occasional political discussion and opinions. Yes, I have chosen this before music and happy breakfast </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/2590605636789915748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=2590605636789915748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2590605636789915748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2590605636789915748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-hen.html' title='From the hen'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-6137057638898113243</id><published>2009-01-31T23:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:02:01.008+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shallow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>My shame</title><summary type='text'>I get so sad. I feel like I shouldn't in some way, and in the same way I should! While hundreds of kids get killed or abandoned or neglected every day, I cry over the one I am able to capture glimpse of. I want to see the world, but if I want to do that I can't feel sad for every soul. But isn't that just what everyone should. God, do I make any sense?? I know people whom choose to censure what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/6137057638898113243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=6137057638898113243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6137057638898113243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6137057638898113243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-shame.html' title='My shame'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7213347458814728975</id><published>2009-01-16T22:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:11:36.276+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Every-day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>For my blog</title><summary type='text'>Yet again I feel like writing without any idea about what. Every other day I see something/someone, I here about something new - exiting -, I see people around me acting in a wonderful or terrible ways... etc. I observe, oh God I am a curious person, and I wonder. In my head I start writing a small blog post, and I am always very proud of my ways to put it all together =) I even produce it in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7213347458814728975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7213347458814728975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7213347458814728975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7213347458814728975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-my-blog.html' title='For my blog'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-6495750996223659820</id><published>2008-12-06T01:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:06:10.693+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ingratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>To focus</title><summary type='text'>It is hard at half past one in the night, what I should be doing is getting to bed! So, I will!!!Haha, and I did =)Thought to delete the post, but I might just as well continue writing gibberish. Maybe it will make sense... lets see.The winter has finally come, it feels so much better when the snow brings some light and in a way makes it warmer. Hmm, overlooking the times when wind and snow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/6495750996223659820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=6495750996223659820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6495750996223659820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6495750996223659820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-focus.html' title='To focus'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-6634775246732384585</id><published>2008-11-29T18:05:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:10:29.720+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magnus Marsdal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas Frank'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olav Krange'/><title type='text'>Mini-comment on class and politics (wonders never cease)</title><summary type='text'>Reading for my exams I stumble upon something said by the American journalist and sociologist, Thomas Frank.It is in an article by Olav Krange published in "Nytt Norsk Tidsskrift" 3/2007. The article is on and about class in Norway.One of the comments made by a working class hunter in the inland of Norway was that he could sit down and drink coffee with the forest owner, claiming there were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/6634775246732384585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=6634775246732384585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6634775246732384585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6634775246732384585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/11/mini-comment-on-class-and-politics.html' title='Mini-comment on class and politics (wonders never cease)'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7923880633222537185</id><published>2008-11-19T17:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:25:05.777+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prosocial behavior</title><summary type='text'>In my modest opinion of myself, I have a completely objective example of prosocial behavior and its repercussion (I call it prosocial in that the consious act was done without an intention of getting something back). The general point to this text is the tendency others have to copy prosocial behavior, and when this was so obviously put infront of me I can not help but to write a short post =)At </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7923880633222537185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7923880633222537185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7923880633222537185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7923880633222537185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/11/prosocial-behavior.html' title='Prosocial behavior'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-551091445312567573</id><published>2008-10-15T23:00:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:47:53.672+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Influence'/><title type='text'>So many changes, but it all stays the same</title><summary type='text'>Isn't it remarkable how we can think of our lives as so huge while we are so incredible small! Today I feel small, not for any particular reason, just a feeling of being dust =) It is easy to think of this as related to something, maybe I have been feeling down or blue. That might be, but I have also at the same time had some very great loving days.. It is not that!I hope I am not alone thinking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/551091445312567573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=551091445312567573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/551091445312567573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/551091445312567573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-many-changes-but-it-all-stays-same.html' title='So many changes, but it all stays the same'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-4674036981248434388</id><published>2008-10-08T21:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:20:22.178+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstinence'/><title type='text'>Blessed be me</title><summary type='text'>I planned not to write anything on my blog until this "era" was over. There is not enough patience in my blood! I tried to write for my self; a small book I will keep working and dreaming about until the day comes that it will no longer be a dream =)The bad thing about writing there, without having my blog as a side gig, is that it gets to personal. So, new plan! Started writing more mails and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/4674036981248434388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=4674036981248434388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4674036981248434388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4674036981248434388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/10/blessed-be-me.html' title='Blessed be me'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7246363183674763570</id><published>2008-09-08T19:38:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:06:04.720+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>A new break</title><summary type='text'>My blogger consciousness is killing me, I had so many intentions on writing about all the new discoveries in my life. Now, even more is happening that I am curious about and want to write about.But, what has happened is everything. I had a long talk with a friend that just shook her head and asked me to stop... Sorry, you just have to take something away! Thinking about this for some time, this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7246363183674763570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7246363183674763570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7246363183674763570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7246363183674763570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-break.html' title='A new break'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-4824074012651138111</id><published>2008-08-23T22:02:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:48:09.900+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Bulger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bjørn Eidsvåg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dying'/><title type='text'>Susann on tabloids and emotions</title><summary type='text'>.....and then I go ahead and read the news. It all seams so meaningless. I have no understanding, there is not ONE inch of possibility for me to understand. How, as a parent, can you find that big  nothing inside your soul concerning your child. That big empty that can make you take the life of your kid before your own! Yes, I can stretch my understanding to killing yourself; There is nothing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/4824074012651138111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=4824074012651138111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4824074012651138111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4824074012651138111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/08/susann-on-tabloids-and-emotions.html' title='Susann on tabloids and emotions'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-2541751932206472465</id><published>2008-08-19T21:14:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:10:14.552+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirkegaard'/><title type='text'>Small apology for anyone stopping by</title><summary type='text'>I had a promise to myself to write about some of the more exiting topics that I now feel close. I have been crying and laughing so much these last months trying out some of my knowledge in the world.It has been a challenge and I have surprised myself in many areas, sadly disappointed myself a bit to (trying some positive thinking; this is the areas where I have had to high expectations!) My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/2541751932206472465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=2541751932206472465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2541751932206472465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2541751932206472465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/08/small-apology-for-anyone-stopping-by.html' title='Small apology for anyone stopping by'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-6905169212011459385</id><published>2008-08-09T17:02:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:45:51.937+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A need to write</title><summary type='text'>I have reached the point of NEEDING to write! I am again on the edge of eruption, things are happening around me and it just feels abstract.At this writing moment I feel I am watching my life go bye from the outside. Knowing what to do, and irritated because this stupid person I am watching isn't paying attention! Sitting on the donkey on the marry-go-round (Strange picture to explain a strange </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/6905169212011459385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=6905169212011459385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6905169212011459385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6905169212011459385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/08/need-to-write.html' title='A need to write'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-1276558815422299486</id><published>2008-07-18T19:48:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:54:02.757+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Status</title><summary type='text'>Where am I, and how is life moving forward for us..Emily is still beginning school this fall, I will continue my education also (God willing). She's been at a "trial-day" for school. All went well, and she will start the 18th of August. Actually a bit before, but that is not the "real" school... Some system here in Norway.We went on holiday, first a small weekend at my fathers in Askim, and then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/1276558815422299486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=1276558815422299486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1276558815422299486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1276558815422299486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/07/status.html' title='Status'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SIENUb5BP1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/J-scOqzPyz0/s72-c/Sommer+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-5625676378781032801</id><published>2008-07-18T18:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:15:32.149+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ambvivalent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Ambvivalent</title><summary type='text'>I am again going from one side to the other. Topics may vary, but men tend to stick to the shelfs in one way or another. Not going in details on my escapades and fun (haha, just to keep some people still in the dark!) -  as beeing personal seldom is one of my difficulties in this blogg! I walk from wanting that special someone by my side, keeping me warm and safe, making me feel just the way I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/5625676378781032801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=5625676378781032801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5625676378781032801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5625676378781032801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/07/ambvivalent.html' title='Ambvivalent'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-8388620694942939951</id><published>2008-05-31T22:55:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:16:18.083+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sociabiliyt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crying'/><title type='text'>Crybility</title><summary type='text'>Since I haven't been writing for a while I'm going to do a post in real Susann tradition, a bit weird but with a fantastic logic for myself (right here and right now) =)Quick update: one exam left for this semester (maybe done till Christmas), got a great practice job and have things looking great.Emily: starting school this autumn, got lots of new friends living nearby here and is an energetic, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/8388620694942939951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=8388620694942939951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/8388620694942939951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/8388620694942939951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/05/crybility.html' title='Crybility'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-8196108283884393864</id><published>2008-04-26T22:37:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T23:27:02.725+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alienated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road'/><title type='text'>At least I'm not a juvenile sea squirt</title><summary type='text'>I have a small worry, small but it goes deep into my soul.I feel like a stranger in so many ways and situations. Some times I do not even recognize myself. One important point being that it doesn't feel like it's the world around me that's changing as much as it is me (in my subjective point of view!), and in many ways it doesn't feel like a good change.Alienated and left outside my own body to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/8196108283884393864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=8196108283884393864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/8196108283884393864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/8196108283884393864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/04/at-least-im-not-juvenile-sea-squirt.html' title='At least I&apos;m not a juvenile sea squirt'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-3235893956678513038</id><published>2008-04-21T21:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:47:07.632+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><summary type='text'>What to make of it? How long can you keep tearing down walls? Who has got the main idea? Is it the "do the things that come easily" philosophy or is it the salmon; "swimming against the tide".Hihi, maybe a bit unfair comparing this philosophy with salmons? It has a good logic in my head right now   =)Maybe what to aim for is something in between, as most things in this day of age!Answers will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/3235893956678513038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=3235893956678513038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/3235893956678513038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/3235893956678513038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/04/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7114496273511091563</id><published>2008-04-19T18:39:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:47:04.717+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>*sniff sniff*...</title><summary type='text'>.... it smells like spring!!!A day well spent in the sun, using all my senses to experience the spring that is here. Smelling the grass, listening to the birds, seeing the flowers, feeling the sun on my skin =)I am happy. There is no doubt in my hart, this is my time - this is when I start blooming.I would not be me if I didn't spend some quality time pondering about life and self, but mostly I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7114496273511091563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7114496273511091563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7114496273511091563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7114496273511091563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/04/sniff-sniff.html' title='*sniff sniff*...'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7666787501902550492</id><published>2008-03-24T10:53:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:47:54.846+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Identity'/><title type='text'>Twenty statements, number two!</title><summary type='text'>I have done this test once before. I thought I might have changed a bit in since February 2006, so I did the test again. In two years I do not remember what I wrote the first time and I think this should give me a general idea of some changes =)   Here's some guidelines I found on nett, if anyone wants to give it a try?I am NorwegianI am a motherI am lovingI am kindI am developingI am humanI am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7666787501902550492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7666787501902550492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7666787501902550492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7666787501902550492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/03/twenty-statements-number-two.html' title='Twenty statements, number two!'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-5059142491812278544</id><published>2008-03-14T17:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T17:50:37.109+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><title type='text'>To much going on</title><summary type='text'>Just a note to my blog about my life.... It is busy, so much so that I am taking a small vacation from blogging.It is not many things that can keep me away from my blog, so best guess is that it will not be for long =) Right now I am trying to scedule some exams at the Finnish embassy in Oslo and I'm being a bit more social then my default (as I have found a functional arrangement with Emily's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/5059142491812278544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=5059142491812278544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5059142491812278544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5059142491812278544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-much-going-on.html' title='To much going on'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-2328401659739268246</id><published>2008-02-24T15:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:07:45.193+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Humming the same tune</title><summary type='text'>I feel good and not so good... I feel like a deep water fish and I feel like an eagle floating on air. There are feelings of being unsuccessful and feelings of being successful. My biggest problem is that the ways and places I master is not the areas valued by society(it seams!?!). Yes, friends and family might give me complements or mention that I have achieved a lot. I feel I do and do and do, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/2328401659739268246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=2328401659739268246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2328401659739268246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2328401659739268246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/02/humming-same-tune.html' title='Humming the same tune'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-1740116112826666244</id><published>2008-02-07T20:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:31:42.511+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Update (at least a good try)</title><summary type='text'>If I can manage to write one without to many digression =)The easiest is to start with school. This semester I am mainly taking sociology subjects. Many classics; Marx, Weber etc. but also a few new ones (at least to me). As a consequence it is a good thing I do not have more time to write here. It would have been a big mix of ideas that for the moment sounded great, just to be exchanged for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/1740116112826666244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=1740116112826666244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1740116112826666244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1740116112826666244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/02/update-at-least-good-try.html' title='Update (at least a good try)'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-320899979191446960</id><published>2008-01-28T20:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:30:15.172+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road'/><title type='text'>The road, the road... the toad</title><summary type='text'>I have been thinking about writing again, thinking and thinking... no words are uttered. This should be my time to glow, my time to do and to act. The words should be easily spoken, but might I in my rush be mistaken?In the world of Alice where it is all turned up side down, no sense and nonsense =) What is really the big difference?No, I am not in a mood... I am just questioning everything just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/320899979191446960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=320899979191446960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/320899979191446960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/320899979191446960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/01/road-road-toad.html' title='The road, the road... the toad'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-2398247983730323177</id><published>2008-01-05T23:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T23:34:46.763+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairy-tales'/><title type='text'>Back from the place where I have been</title><summary type='text'>It might have been Neverneverland or maybe the fine land of Oz, I have been floating a bit. It cannot be denied!For whatever pirates and wicked witches I have conquered this year it feels like I have come out stronger, I might actually win on this year =) Hmm, one what you ask. I guess that will have to be for the once sticking by me to find out (to be frank, I do not know the details myself!).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/2398247983730323177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=2398247983730323177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2398247983730323177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2398247983730323177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-from-place-where-i-have-been.html' title='Back from the place where I have been'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7283122975804733613</id><published>2007-12-12T19:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:29:18.482+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>My assignment</title><summary type='text'>...and look I am yet again breathing =)Ok, at least for half a day, then the delayed Christmas preparations will have to get started (hmm, have managed a few things in between... luckily!)Not even a quote for this blog... Just a breath of fresh interactive air (ignore the contradiction!!)....and it is of course the thing about reading through, and..............</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7283122975804733613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7283122975804733613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7283122975804733613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7283122975804733613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-assignment.html' title='My assignment'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-5034606090864211889</id><published>2007-12-07T21:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:31:05.789+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I try...</title><summary type='text'>...who doesn't!? Or, at least, what parent doesn't for their child =)Christmas is around the corner, I'm getting the last details done on my assignment, Christmas cards and presents almost done... home made, like the "advents lysestake" (some candel thing I have no idea what is called in English!) AND.....I have no Christmas spirit!!! Maybe I will get the feeling when I see my Emily as Lucia (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/5034606090864211889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=5034606090864211889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5034606090864211889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5034606090864211889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-try.html' title='I try...'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-9143570252209306504</id><published>2007-12-04T12:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T12:40:00.545+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget romance!</title><summary type='text'>This must be my number one thing I will look for in any new partner: good grocery shopping abilities!Why? I HATE IT.... On the urge of making a great day go sour. I do not know why shopping for food is so terrible, but it must be said, I'm not a big fan of any type of shopping!So, good looks, romance, tall, charming.... naaah, the dream guy must first and foremost be someone that can take charge </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/9143570252209306504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=9143570252209306504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/9143570252209306504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/9143570252209306504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/12/forget-romance.html' title='Forget romance!'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-5872827187553599295</id><published>2007-11-29T21:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T17:47:09.767+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time</title><summary type='text'>I have my thoughts out wandering, this time they are wandering around what I represent. My goals, ambitions and the road I have chosen to reach them. I feel this is a good road in many ways, but it does challenge my abilities to believe in my self.In working you can all the time get the feedback on right or wrong, if you have a bad day you know that you will get paid in the end of the month.... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/5872827187553599295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=5872827187553599295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5872827187553599295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5872827187553599295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-4251324624012341847</id><published>2007-11-15T22:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:10:33.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One down, but lets not talk about that!</title><summary type='text'>If anyone wants to know some of my attraction with social psychology, look at this link from PsyBlog. I still see lots of exiting things in other parts of psychology, but nothing intrigues as the human mind in action! In most of these studies we claim that this could not be us, time and culture must be a factor... True, some of these studies can't be done again because of this modern new thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/4251324624012341847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=4251324624012341847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4251324624012341847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4251324624012341847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-down-but-lets-not-talk-about-that.html' title='One down, but lets not talk about that!'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7982055303149659661</id><published>2007-11-12T18:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:31:05.429+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comatose!</title><summary type='text'>Just the way I feel today. Finely managed to do the dishes, made dinner and Emily is taking a shower. Thoughts went to picking up my books, but it ended with the thought! Then I came here... and it seams like I'm to tired to continue this too! Hehe, would actually like to sleep for a week! Then I would have all the energy in the world to kick a*. (can be read in at least two ways, hihi) No news, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7982055303149659661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7982055303149659661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7982055303149659661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7982055303149659661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/11/comatose.html' title='Comatose!'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-601176418294156140</id><published>2007-11-05T20:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T00:14:36.375+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Of this and tatt.. ehh, that</title><summary type='text'>Might actually be that I have yet again become a blogger, and then as this goes; yet again need a break! My month of exams and assignments are coming up... first of all I think I need to go back all the way to the outline of my paper, not to mention the reading I need to get done on my two exams (was actually thinking about four, but I think two can wait until the new year... The charm about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/601176418294156140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=601176418294156140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/601176418294156140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/601176418294156140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/11/of-this-and-tatt-ehh-that.html' title='Of this and tatt.. ehh, that'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-5613662197037424998</id><published>2007-11-02T01:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T01:37:43.638+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The NO(u)T post</title><summary type='text'>Sitting here by myself, listening to some good music... this after I watched Pride &amp; Prejudice.. Naturally some happy, sad, romantic (++)  feelings jumped me!What happened to all of that.... what happened to finding true love and true romance. Guess it might still be out there when I am ready to grab hold of it, if I see it?I was starting to write a mail before this, but I thought that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/5613662197037424998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=5613662197037424998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5613662197037424998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5613662197037424998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/11/nout-post.html' title='The NO(u)T post'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-6382766479765952135</id><published>2007-10-29T14:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T15:17:40.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The most interesting.....</title><summary type='text'>I had the most interesting lecture today, and have to write (hopefully) some inspiring words for anyone peeping by =)Actually we were talking about ethics, and in that context our lecturer (one that just stepped in, in the last minute... someone got sick!)  started talking about the ways to see the world; The values wich we lay everything upon! Since Hobbs we have mostly been driven by the "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/6382766479765952135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=6382766479765952135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6382766479765952135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6382766479765952135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/10/most-interesting.html' title='The most interesting.....'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-5130816156038334751</id><published>2007-10-22T15:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T17:42:12.981+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on change</title><summary type='text'>Usually I write to express myself, get my words out. But sometimes it would be nice to get this going a bit further. I understand that many reserve themselves from discussing my subjective opinions of my own reactions or feelings! It is my feeling.... but it is also ways to look at life, that might be something worth getting view points on! I have ways of seeing the world around me, most likely I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/5130816156038334751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=5130816156038334751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5130816156038334751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5130816156038334751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/10/thoughts-on-change.html' title='Thoughts on change'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-170535376421857571</id><published>2007-10-18T16:17:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:54:03.160+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and laughs</title><summary type='text'>Just sharing a good moment and at the same time putting some color on my blog =)I like this picture of the two of us!We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.Agnes Repplier (1855 - 1950), Americans and Others, 1912</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/170535376421857571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=170535376421857571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/170535376421857571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/170535376421857571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-and-laughs.html' title='Love and laughs'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/Rxdr6tplVdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wyEo4MSUG10/s72-c/Diverse+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-2107095019659437492</id><published>2007-10-11T21:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T22:08:33.131+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-silencing</title><summary type='text'>And if you for a moment thought I was talking about myself, you are mistaking ;O)Finely it is official, there's a physical reason why woman need to talk about feelings. If they shut up they get sick, men don't (yet again the unfairness of gender!)Why we have managed to put our self in these roles that make us physical sick, God only knows (and for non believers: I do not know who would know!?!). </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/2107095019659437492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=2107095019659437492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2107095019659437492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2107095019659437492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/10/self-silencing.html' title='Self-silencing'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-6486610417443233964</id><published>2007-10-10T09:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T10:39:32.657+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a note</title><summary type='text'>I have discovered that the number one hit on my blog is "definition of sadness", that is a paradox. (But I actually do have a definition in some old post!)Here I wonder around in my daily life claiming I'm an optimist and finds all the good in life, while it is through sadness people find me. From the contents on my blog, who I am in this blog, I guess it is focus on the sadness. And it comes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/6486610417443233964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=6486610417443233964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6486610417443233964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/6486610417443233964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-note.html' title='Just a note'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-1664521879373069480</id><published>2007-10-02T15:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T15:42:09.045+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The little things</title><summary type='text'>The other day while I was sitting watching a series, Emily in bed, the door to her room opens. She had to go to the bathroom. A big smile came over my face. She was wearing nothing but her purse.. Hehe, she was wandering out of her room with this white doggy, poodle purse around her shoulder. Head held high, like the proudest looking girl that has ever walked naked with a poodle purse to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/1664521879373069480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=1664521879373069480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1664521879373069480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1664521879373069480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-things.html' title='The little things'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7381940531477392632</id><published>2007-09-25T01:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T01:45:34.356+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics, good lyrics =)</title><summary type='text'> Where in the worldhave you been hiding?Really, you wereperfect!I only wishI knew your secret!Who is this newtutor?Father once spokeof an angel . . .I used to dream he'dappear . . .Now as I sing,I can sense him . . .And I knowhe's here . . .Here in this roomhe calls me softly . . .somewhere inside . . .hiding . . .Somehow I knowhe's always with me . . .he - the unseengenius . . .Christine, you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7381940531477392632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7381940531477392632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7381940531477392632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7381940531477392632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/09/lyrics-good-lyrics.html' title='Lyrics, good lyrics =)'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7469343244498992066</id><published>2007-09-21T21:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:33:25.594+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The same frustration hits me again</title><summary type='text'>A frustration that never leaves, and that I get reminded of almost every day!There was a post in Dagbladet(no) about posters hung up in a park displaying one phantom drawing of a rapist, and also a picture of a girl with blood smeared over her face. The text on the poster summarized: "Two out of three rapists are ethnic, from non-western countries. Most of them hate Norwegians, our culture - and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7469343244498992066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7469343244498992066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7469343244498992066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7469343244498992066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/09/same-frustration-hits-me-again.html' title='The same frustration hits me again'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-4070632972320462434</id><published>2007-09-16T13:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T16:21:51.262+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A normal update</title><summary type='text'>No mushy feeling stuff of all and anything, just a regular update =)We have now settled in - again - in our apartment here in Oslo, few things are still pending, but all in all it is starting to come together. Our place was not supposed to get vacant until the first of October, luckily my tenant found a new place a bit sooner. Try a month + at your mothers. When you move out you are not supposed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/4070632972320462434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=4070632972320462434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4070632972320462434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4070632972320462434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/09/normal-update.html' title='A normal update'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7710859213992409556</id><published>2007-09-13T13:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:39:56.662+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Sera, Sera</title><summary type='text'>Being honest - to my self and to the people around me. Maybe no one really cares, we all got our games and scenes to play upon.*****WARNING, these words are not to take into worried minds. This is me complaining!******When I am in my healing period writing and "publishing" feels good =) If you ever wonder if I am not ok you should ask me when I'm not writing,. When I'm writing I'm healing, when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7710859213992409556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7710859213992409556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7710859213992409556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7710859213992409556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/09/que-sera-sera.html' title='Que Sera, Sera'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-1189697263417427551</id><published>2007-09-08T00:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T00:14:18.354+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When the meaning of a word is not quite clear</title><summary type='text'>Mommy, don't look ! and when I frightfully fly past you, you have to jump!(Mamma, ikke se! Når jeg forskrekket flyr forbi deg må du skvette!)- Emily</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/1189697263417427551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=1189697263417427551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1189697263417427551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1189697263417427551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-meaning-of-word-is-not-quite-clear.html' title='When the meaning of a word is not quite clear'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-484020725827858807</id><published>2007-09-05T10:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:40:25.191+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of people and turning the page</title><summary type='text'>Yet again I turn the page and begin on a new chapter of my life - Well, one might not call it completely new - the page is turned something new is in it's first stages of life, something else is in it's last.What is life, what is a beginning, if not the ending of something else. At the very least a beginning for one thing is a change in something else, but I strongly think that change often is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/484020725827858807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=484020725827858807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/484020725827858807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/484020725827858807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/09/power-of-people-and-turning-page.html' title='The power of people and turning the page'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-3565509683047266103</id><published>2007-06-30T12:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:40:50.534+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back =(</title><summary type='text'>Some people are made for big experiences and lots of change; life in the fast lane! It looks like that life, even though it has so many good sides, doesn't work for me.Why aren't there anything that can make me adapt to Finland ?- Daniel, having a great boyfriend to spend my days with... Nope! (But he will ofcource still be there, just not every day)- My education, the great school I'm attending </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/3565509683047266103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=3565509683047266103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/3565509683047266103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/3565509683047266103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/06/going-back.html' title='Going back =('/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7767961675089098305</id><published>2007-03-25T10:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:41:09.224+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My life a mimicry....</title><summary type='text'>As happens often now, I have a writers block. Might it be the Finnish air ?I have been so quiet that not even my family have heard my voice for a while and the birds have stopped chirping outside our apartment just anticipating the moment there will be heard a sound from inside....... but from what I know I'm not the only one with a phone ;o)Yet again, then, I stumble with something and anything.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7767961675089098305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7767961675089098305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7767961675089098305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7767961675089098305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-life-mimicry.html' title='My life a mimicry....'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-777357242735842708</id><published>2007-03-14T13:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:54:03.515+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Erlend (and a small optimistic quote)</title><summary type='text'>Emily and I were just a visit in Norway. We only left for a short visit to see my new nephew, Emily's new cousin.I have lost my time when it comes to blogging thees days (I will soon recover), but I just have to post this picture as I am a proud aunt =)Listen, can you hear it? Spring's sweet cantata. The strains of grass pushing through the snow. The song of buds swelling on the vine. The tender </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/777357242735842708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=777357242735842708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/777357242735842708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/777357242735842708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/03/erlend-and-small-optimistic-quote.html' title='Erlend (and a small optimistic quote)'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/RfftdMMql0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/w5CpdRF-5V8/s72-c/27022007011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-3678309156837028983</id><published>2007-02-10T22:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T10:51:48.497+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Knobs - 3</title><summary type='text'>Just an update....Though we found them, got two of them attached back in their right places, the last one has gone missing (again).I blame Emily, but the poor kid probably had nothing to do with it !?!Ofcourse the last one was the one in the bedroom, which I do not know why we didn't get back in place first. So sleeping is still pain and (yes I have tried) getting the once we do have of again is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/3678309156837028983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=3678309156837028983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/3678309156837028983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/3678309156837028983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/02/knobs-3.html' title='Knobs - 3'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7875548984312510032</id><published>2007-02-08T15:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T09:09:00.107+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Masculinism</title><summary type='text'>Thinking about a few things here in the "western world" (rather, the cold north!).From Wiki on feminism i quote;"Feminism is a collection of social theories, political movements, and moral philosophies largely motivated by or concerned with the liberation of women. In simple terms, feminism is the belief in social, political and economic equality of the sexes, and a movement organized around the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7875548984312510032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7875548984312510032' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7875548984312510032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7875548984312510032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/02/masculinism.html' title='Masculinism'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-5620065122614311502</id><published>2007-01-29T12:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T12:18:44.171+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidnapped knobs - part 2</title><summary type='text'>Haha...After sweatting for a few days we finaly found them again. We had to move the furniture around a bit to let the dog get around to all it's food.And what did we find 'hidden' besides Emilys chair!!!So, we called of the police and cancelled our planed daily ice-swimming. The knobs are back were they belong and we are breathing normal again =)The more you sweat in peace, the less you bleed in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/5620065122614311502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=5620065122614311502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5620065122614311502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/5620065122614311502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/01/kidnapped-knobs-part-2.html' title='Kidnapped knobs - part 2'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-1662842375318404860</id><published>2007-01-28T12:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T16:08:22.924+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up with steeling our knobs!!!</title><summary type='text'>We got a letter some days ago witch (after Daniel had it translated at work) we found out was some people comming measuring the heat in our appartement. I can get that, it's a newly built place and it has central heating... They need to calibrate or something!The other day we figuered out that they most likely had ben here, since some furniture had been moved. Same day I go to put Emily to bed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/1662842375318404860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=1662842375318404860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1662842375318404860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/1662842375318404860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-up-with-steeling-our-nobs.html' title='What&apos;s up with steeling our knobs!!!'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-4221745274111927059</id><published>2007-01-26T15:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T16:00:44.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coherence and Janis Joplin</title><summary type='text'>Just a thought again. Thinking and looking for answers;from within me or from others sorounding me.As I discover 1) it's hard to find all the answers alone, why do I never try different approaches ? I better tryyyyyyy, just a little bit harder!What went wrong in the story of me, what went right?I know some right things I have at the moment, but still I keep pestering about the few things that's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/4221745274111927059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=4221745274111927059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4221745274111927059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/4221745274111927059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/01/coherence-and-janis-joplin.html' title='Coherence and Janis Joplin'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-7332109873524103238</id><published>2007-01-23T08:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T08:50:58.361+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It'a a boy !!</title><summary type='text'>To days ago, the 21th of January my sister gave birth to a (I'm sure to be, though I haven't seen him yet) cute little baby boy.I'm an auntie again =)Mother and child are both doing fine and resting...I'm so looking forward to going and see them some time in Febuary. We (Emily and I) was planning to see them in combination with Oskars birthday the 25th, but that is a long wait!But on the good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/7332109873524103238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=7332109873524103238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7332109873524103238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/7332109873524103238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/01/ita-boy.html' title='It&apos;a a boy !!'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-2364159823908073179</id><published>2007-01-18T10:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:54:03.681+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New year and new possibilities</title><summary type='text'>About a week ago I got back from a three week "vacation" at my moms. I was a bit homesick here for a while, but that's cured now =)Hehe, not that we didn't have a nice vacation... just that three weeks is a bit long!While in Norway I also got a mail from Gerdur, I was tagged!!!Guess this is a good way to start my blogging again =)I was supposed to write five dark secrets, soooo I started thinking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/2364159823908073179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=2364159823908073179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2364159823908073179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/2364159823908073179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-and-new-possibilities.html' title='New year and new possibilities'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/Ra8p818UmQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gmnMOpCqv4Q/s72-c/teabag_used.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-116577670210398960</id><published>2006-12-10T19:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T19:51:42.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloglines</title><summary type='text'>I GIVE UPI just can't drop that feeling when reading stuff like this!Kind of like this oneNice with an urban life style in a pulsating big city, and it is enviromental =)Even though I have the coolest looking WinnieThe-USB-Pooh that Daniel made, this was a really good idea.Never seen an old thriller ? This is certainly no breaking news!?!ThrillerHahaSex is just not what it used to be ! Or is it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/116577670210398960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=116577670210398960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116577670210398960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116577670210398960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/12/bloglines.html' title='Bloglines'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-116530663325770085</id><published>2006-12-05T08:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T11:33:35.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Talking about things"</title><summary type='text'>Again it has been a while, harder to blog theese days!As so many others I would like something to make this dark time a bit lighter, if summer at this moment is not possible, then give me at least some snow to lighten up things a bit!.... or some anti-depressives please, hehe =)At the same dark time I get a bundle with exams, naaa... Probably not that much to complain about. Only three now in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/116530663325770085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=116530663325770085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116530663325770085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116530663325770085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/12/talking-about-things.html' title='&quot;Talking about things&quot;'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-116409749625089668</id><published>2006-11-21T09:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T10:00:25.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are women diagnosed with PTSD more then men ?</title><summary type='text'>I recently read an article from science daily about PTSD (Posttraumatic Stress Disorder) where it states that reasearch shows woman are more frequent diagnosed with PTSD then men, even though men have a higher risk of traumatic events.Yes, I do wonder, have wondered and probably will keep on wondering about the "carefree" aditude so many have... In so many, I put the weight on men. I still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/116409749625089668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=116409749625089668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116409749625089668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116409749625089668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-are-women-diagnosed-with-ptsd-more.html' title='Why are women diagnosed with PTSD more then men ?'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-116319431761051959</id><published>2006-11-10T22:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:31:57.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just two words because I just got a lousy conscience for me not blogging</title><summary type='text'>....and I just got a reminder =)Something for something and it will be the beginning... It will be the end?What can it ever be more, or less or from a cup of tea.The toast dripping in butter, the great big tea cup with milk and honeyAs Winnie the Pooh would put it;"Yes please, I'll take both"Keeping me worm.........For my Friday night blogging while waiting for the tea to boil =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/116319431761051959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=116319431761051959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116319431761051959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116319431761051959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-two-words-because-i-just-got.html' title='Just two words because I just got a lousy conscience for me not blogging'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-116184836477290579</id><published>2006-10-26T08:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:39:24.940+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time since I let my thoughts wander</title><summary type='text'>The dark, cold time is creaping up from the ground, comming down from the sky, or in whitch ever way you wish to see it.... It's here!I feel strangly "not depressed and sad", and my blogging gets to suffer from that. My thoughts and wondering is not used to this chairfull state of mind.I guess someone (living very close to me) might be of a different oppinion of my "chaifullness", hehe. The thing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/116184836477290579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=116184836477290579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116184836477290579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116184836477290579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-long-time-since-i-let-my.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time since I let my thoughts wander'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-116176375967576953</id><published>2006-10-25T09:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T10:09:19.690+02:00</updated><title type='text'>While reading I find</title><summary type='text'>Sitting reading for my last October exam (tomorrow), and having different kinds of dictionarys up in my browser. Trying my best not to let myself wander away in the all possibilities, I have closed most the "distaracting" windows on my computer.Keeping only my mind maps and power points up... But ofcource an online dictionary can give me some distractions to, and this ofcource leads to having to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/116176375967576953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=116176375967576953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116176375967576953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116176375967576953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/10/while-reading-i-find.html' title='While reading I find'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-116133078201923250</id><published>2006-10-20T09:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:53:02.143+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets see what I can get down in ten minutes</title><summary type='text'>It's been a long time, to long... and still I have not written about any of the things I wanted to =(A friend said my words exactly (...but ofcource in her words, hehe.... without the countdown ofcource, witch I really wonder about!?!)I have sadly (?)  cought a bug from Daniel, and it is called games, one spesific game in general... butI will not mention it by name (no logic to why not, just a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/116133078201923250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=116133078201923250' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116133078201923250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116133078201923250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/10/lets-see-what-i-can-get-down-in-ten.html' title='Lets see what I can get down in ten minutes'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-116004482648726997</id><published>2006-10-05T12:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T12:40:26.560+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The joys of everyday life!</title><summary type='text'>An experiment… Is commuting fun? What can happen on theese exiting trips back and fourth to work or school... I thought I should do a record of the beauty one misses by reading, looking out the window or doing a crossword...&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;This is what I found; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;   Comming on the train I walk through the two first vagons because of strang smells (two different kinds) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/116004482648726997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=116004482648726997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116004482648726997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/116004482648726997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/10/joys-of-everyday-life.html' title='The joys of everyday life!'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115972176913750326</id><published>2006-10-01T17:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T18:56:09.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Finnish(ed) one</title><summary type='text'>In search of points for my grade I maniged to take my first exam on friday (or I think I maniged). A bit fast, an the reading was the same...There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115972176913750326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115972176913750326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115972176913750326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115972176913750326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/10/finnished-one.html' title='Finnish(ed) one'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115925499555226329</id><published>2006-09-26T09:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T09:16:35.570+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yepp, new it!!</title><summary type='text'>In this Norwegian articel in reasearch, they tell me something I have suspected for a long time!The early risers have a gene fault =)(It actually say that the extreem early risers have this gene fault, but I think I safely can generalize... At least in my point of view)They have found that this gene fault puts the biological clock four hours ahead, result = Type A people !!More advanced, called ;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115925499555226329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115925499555226329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115925499555226329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115925499555226329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/09/yepp-new-it.html' title='Yepp, new it!!'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115921560712902561</id><published>2006-09-25T16:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:32:12.490+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Subjective or objective on "cultural chock"?</title><summary type='text'>How is it possible to percive a country and customs? I like to observe and see things around me, but what do I see ?I have discovered that Daniel and I see the same place, but never the same things (occasionaly I guess we do...) In general he will notice something I didn't see, and vice verca.This is a record of some of the things I have taken a notice of here in Finland [Helsinki (Helsingfors) -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115921560712902561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115921560712902561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115921560712902561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115921560712902561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/09/subjective-or-objective-on-cultural.html' title='Subjective or objective on &quot;cultural chock&quot;?'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115857747500599335</id><published>2006-09-18T12:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T19:41:47.563+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beeing Finnish</title><summary type='text'>It has been a long break, and I suspect there will be more long breaks ahead. But for now it's time for a break from my reading and get some bloging done =)Were to start, I have thousands of thoughts and thinks to talk about. Adaption, how people are, losses, gains and so on...I'll first try to start with the beginning (why not?)The move from Oslo was hectic, but we maniged well I think. Had to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115857747500599335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115857747500599335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115857747500599335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115857747500599335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/09/beeing-finnish.html' title='Beeing Finnish'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115761681833764503</id><published>2006-09-07T10:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:15:26.990+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive</title><summary type='text'>Just a short message because I seem to be unavailable on every possible level right now......I'm still alive, happy, stressed, unorganized and unstable =)Emily has her first "all alone day" at daycare today while I try to make up for the things I have missed at school =)Looks like we're doing fineI'll be back soon..... (in a week or so)I finally figured out the only reason to be alive is to enjoy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115761681833764503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115761681833764503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115761681833764503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115761681833764503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115610616110400020</id><published>2006-08-20T22:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:36:01.106+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Posessed ?</title><summary type='text'>Search keyword to find my blog, top two;  "different pictures of persons possesed by evil"How should I take that ?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115610616110400020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115610616110400020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115610616110400020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115610616110400020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/08/posessed.html' title='Posessed ?'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115610552939637640</id><published>2006-08-20T22:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:25:29.400+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The road to freedom</title><summary type='text'>Thoughts comes with the impressions I get from other people, or from the books I read. Last book has been Nelson Mandela, The road to freedom.I'm not going for a review of the book, but something I've been thinking about if I am able to really get it.It has been a long time since I've read a biography like this, and my initial thoughts was that the style was not very good. Still I was taken in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115610552939637640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115610552939637640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115610552939637640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115610552939637640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/08/road-to-freedom_20.html' title='The road to freedom'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115543717378614961</id><published>2006-08-13T04:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:42:42.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'>guide</title><summary type='text'>It may guide meit can be my leading starnever sacrifice anythingnever see a thinglovehateattractionrepulsionwe are all a part of a dream of unreal that never has a beginning</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115543717378614961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115543717378614961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115543717378614961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115543717378614961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-what-ever.html' title='guide'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115498889682770723</id><published>2006-08-07T23:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T19:57:44.723+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking about....</title><summary type='text'>Had some time on my hands and took a trip through my bloglines and some various news... We all know what's in the news theese days, and I wanted something less depressive in my post. Instead I can dedicate my "poem" written earlier to the news written every day, especially for what goes on in Israel/Libanon.So, here comes some other fractions found in my small trip today....Could be an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115498889682770723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115498889682770723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115498889682770723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115498889682770723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/08/walking-about.html' title='Walking about....'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115481717603210891</id><published>2006-08-05T22:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:32:56.046+02:00</updated><title type='text'>And for the future....</title><summary type='text'>What I spent my Saturday night doing.... Or some of itWell, I do think it's a bit fun.. And it has been a long time =)I tried to predict my future a bit, well.... I'm to wimpy to actually make up my mind to belive or not. And I have a small moral problem as I do belive in God it is actuallly a small contrediction to my belife =(If I remember I'll check into this post a half year from now, might </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115481717603210891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115481717603210891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115481717603210891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115481717603210891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-for-future_05.html' title='And for the future....'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115471986762979420</id><published>2006-08-04T20:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T21:31:07.716+02:00</updated><title type='text'>How to stop</title><summary type='text'>A few minutes, actually a weekend all by myself...Emily and I spend lots and lots of time together, so one would think it's nice to have a weekend alone!?! Yes, in one way. Because I need it... But when she left with my sister earlier I was really sad. Ofcource I usually miss her when we are appart, but sometimes it just isn't right. Maybe I'm jealous for all the fun she'll have while I'm stuck </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115471986762979420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115471986762979420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115471986762979420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115471986762979420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-to-stop.html' title='How to stop'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115456028360813629</id><published>2006-08-03T01:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T01:28:24.106+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts keeping me from sleeping, feel like writing something down here..</title><summary type='text'>I want all days to be the day that I spend with you. To live life in the days inbetween would be not living life at all.-S.N       With silence noice passes us by                                   Whom have we becomeWho do we stribe to beThe sweat and the tears for values no one will see as that in a hundred yearsNot even nowWho gave us theese roads to followAre we all to blame, the sheep that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115456028360813629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115456028360813629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115456028360813629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115456028360813629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/08/thoughts-keeping-me-from-sleeping-feel.html' title='Thoughts keeping me from sleeping, feel like writing something down here..'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115430588524429493</id><published>2006-07-31T01:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T17:01:28.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a fish....</title><summary type='text'>....in here somewhere.Why are some people just to stubborn to change, admit that sometimes things around them change, and when that happens they need to take another look at their oppinions.Take for instance experiences collected in any country 30 years ago. Yes, the oppinions of that time and for that culture might be right. Still there is just one persons subjective thoughts and time, wars and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115430588524429493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115430588524429493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115430588524429493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115430588524429493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/07/theres-fish.html' title='There&apos;s a fish....'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115400177321711241</id><published>2006-07-27T13:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T14:06:07.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing</title><summary type='text'>In this writing moment I'm doing one of the "adult things" here at Kråkeslottet in Moss. This is what Emily have been asking about this whole week we have been here at my mom's. Prioritized above the beach, a giant indoors playground =)I cursed forgettign my book, but lucky for me they had a few things here for adults too....This has been a tough week, lots of sun and wormth but stuck at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115400177321711241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115400177321711241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115400177321711241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115400177321711241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/07/playing.html' title='Playing'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115316373847066361</id><published>2006-07-17T17:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:37:19.790+02:00</updated><title type='text'>More moving, just thoughts.....</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I know I have said it before.Don't care, it's like bubbles.... Can't stop them from heading up to the surface=)I have been told that I should have patiance when it comes to getting a feel of what I'm going to do. Probably I won't actually get the reality before long after we have moved.I seem to do things that looks like big deals, but I have never realy done anything like this. The magnitude</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115316373847066361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115316373847066361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115316373847066361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115316373847066361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/07/more-moving-just-thoughts.html' title='More moving, just thoughts.....'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115304356480700328</id><published>2006-07-16T11:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T11:52:44.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping to bring some sunshine</title><summary type='text'> I'm looking at my blog and finding it very boring. Not only is my words boring, there are no pictures, links or anything that could make things fun to look at.So I found this, and for anyone stopping by my blog I wish you a fantastic day and lots of them in years and years to come =)I know we had a great day yesterday, today is cleaning.... but I'll try to make it fun!?????? Hmmm, try to make it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115304356480700328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115304356480700328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115304356480700328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115304356480700328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/07/hoping-to-bring-some-sunshine.html' title='Hoping to bring some sunshine'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115296565242144917</id><published>2006-07-15T14:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T14:14:12.436+02:00</updated><title type='text'>But I did see the Lilacs bloom...</title><summary type='text'>This time last year we moved into this appartement and I was so happy for the Lilacs that was outside the appartement. I didn't see them in bloom that summer. But I did see them bloom earlier this summer.I will miss the Lilac tree. Maybe I will plant my own someday =)The most precious gift we can offer others is our presence. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115296565242144917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115296565242144917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115296565242144917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115296565242144917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/07/but-i-did-see-lilacs-bloom.html' title='But I did see the Lilacs bloom...'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115271056218762989</id><published>2006-07-12T11:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:22:42.293+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving !</title><summary type='text'>It is 100 % final, we are moving.What I didn't expect was the great big financial thing going on with moving, not all the paper work, neither how much stuff I really have.... Hehe, guess I didn't really think it as happening untill it actually was... ehh, is?. Still I expect more things to pop up while I move along till the end of August.What made this extra fun is that the same week my school </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115271056218762989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115271056218762989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115271056218762989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115271056218762989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/07/moving.html' title='Moving !'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14812896.post-115158220530819754</id><published>2006-06-29T13:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T13:58:41.086+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!!</title><summary type='text'>I am freaked out and happy at the same time!I got into one of the schools I had an exam for, and I do not know how to handle reality =)It starts 28th of August and I have no idea how to begin with everything I have to do. I think we will be moving, but I'm scared out of my mind!Again... writing in a chance that reality will start opening it self up to me =)Wish me luck in my bewilderment.........</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/feeds/115158220530819754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14812896&amp;postID=115158220530819754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115158220530819754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14812896/posts/default/115158220530819754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susyqn.blogspot.com/2006/06/help.html' title='Help!!'/><author><name>SusyQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13876708138754336275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SwjAZsxABmg/SvxvkPFUTDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CMcqC18H6Us/S220/Sommer+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
