Sweltering

It's one of those days. It's too warm to do anything but I'm still too restless to do nothing. I've finished rereading Watchmen (over the course of a week. This is the first time the whole story has really clicked into place for me, pirate bits and all), I've strolled through the park, I've taken a walk along the pier (not Bryggen, which is crawling with tourists these days) but even the breeze felt too hot. It's actually colder here in my room, but the laptop is working at glacial pace and I haven't got the peace of mind to read novels.

Well I guess it's like my dad has told me, "There are few things as healthy as being bored once in a while." I admit it's nice being this free to experience boredom. The funny thing is it really isn't all that hot, I'm just so unaccustomed to Bergen being anything but slightly too chilly.

Oh yeah and it seems like I've got a job! Writing questions for the next Trivial Pursuit game, no less. I know I've said "quiz-writing is too much work on a professional basis and I'm never doing it again", but - money is money, work is work and I have to admit I'm excited to think about that bit of glossy paper in the Family Game Numero Uno with my name on it. I'd say something about prostituting myself for glory but I can't think of a snappy punchline.