lets try again

After a loooong pause...I am blogging again. The reason for the absense is fist and foremost my work on my MA dissertation. After I handed that it, I was so tired of computers and had not will to write. But I have been getting the urge to start blogging again and the urge to write more. So here goes.

We both finished our work and are in that sense: "When we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!" I took the liberty of quoting Martin Luther King and his I have a dream speech to show my feelings after finishing my hard work. Actually he has a point in this fantastic speech that you can see here.

Me and Freyja went to London last weekend. We met my brother that I had not seen for over a year, and it was nice not being on the damn sighseeing tour yet again. We had not tourist places to go and see, so we just hung out, and drank beer. We met my brother in front of the UBS bank on Liverpool Street and while he and his bank buddies went into the UBS bank to see some brokers, we went to the pub across the street, and the first thing we hear is Icelandic being spoken at the next table. Three Icelandic guys sat talking and what a conversation :) One of them was talking about a freind who walked into Rod Stewart while he was banging this chick in a bedroom and then he wanted the icelander kicked out. Then one of them wanted to revenge for his father, but we missed the whole story, but it sounded like something out of the Sopranos. Then they went and my brother walked into the pub just as they left. We had a few beers and I drank for Freyja as well. So after talking to my brother and his freinds and some other English bankers I was feeling ok, but after we walked out the beer started to kick in, and adding to my headache, and they painkiller I was eating to battle that, I was more than drowsy. :) So me and Freyja ended up eating Ben & Jerry's ice cream we bought on Leicester Square.

The Saturday was spent in Camden Town with Reynir Thor, and old freind of Freyjas who we met at a party in Leeds a few months back by a very strange coincidence. He showed us the Camden market, and we sat and drank beer and talked for hours and hours. Then in the evening we went to town to see my brother again, and the Icelandic candy he brought us, and we ended up at a chinise reisturant in Soho with him and two other Icelandic bankers. It was great.

The Sunday was simple, woke up late, went to the TATE Modern museum and saw some Picasso, Warhol, Kandinsky and so on... very arty and very touristy. Then we took the tube to Kings Cross and landed on our couch here in Leeds around 21.00