Wednesday, September 26, 2007

MItt afrika!


Kolla, kolla, kolla!

Det finns en prick i Afrika! I typ Kairo eller nåt...

Kalascooooooolt!

Afrika e mitt Afrika!

(O sen verkar det finnas en prick på typ Kanarieholmarna. Men de räknas inte - jag vill ha kontinentalafrika)

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Sämst form någonsinn...

För några veckor sedan lovade jag en tjej på jobbet att jag skulle följa med henne på Boot Camp - vilket officiellt är en träningsform där du tränar mot dig själv, med kroppen som redskap.

Låter jättefint va?

Nu, när jag har egen erfarenhet av detta kan jag meddela att det egentligen är ett tillhåll för masochister som njuter av att lida. Det gör inte jag... egentligen.

Kan dra jämförelse mellan mig och henne:

Vi började båda i nybörjargruppen klockan 18:00 och klockan 18:15 blev hon uppflyttad till fortsättningsgruppen...

Klockan 18:30 klev jag av banan för att spy.

Japp. Så var det skrivet och så var det sagt.

Jag är med andra ord i den sämsta formen jag någonsinn varit i i HELA MITT LIV.

Dock är jag ju nu medveten om detta, vilket måste anses vara positivt (om man nu kan se något positivt med att spy).

Siktar dock på att klara typ 45 minuter på torsdag :)

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Lite roligt...

A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her students. The teacher asked, "Harry, what's your problem?"

Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the 3rd grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd grade too!"

Ms. Brooks had had enough. She took Harry to the principal's office.

While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms. Brooks he would give the boy a test. If he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed.

Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.

Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"

Harry: "9."

Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"

Harry: "36."

And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader should know.

The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her, "I think Harry can go to the 3rd grade."

Ms. Brooks says to the principal, "Let me ask him some questions."

The principal and Harry both agreed.

Ms. Brooks asks, "What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?"

Harry, after a moment: "Legs."

Ms. Brooks: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?"

The principal wondered why would she ask such a question!

Harry replied: "Pockets."

Ms. Brooks: "What does a dog do that a man steps into?"

Harry: "Pants."

Ms. Brooks: What starts with a C, ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin, whitish liquid?"

Harry: "Coconut."

The principal sat forward with his mouth hanging open.

Ms. Brooks: "What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?"

The principal's eyes opened really wide and before he could stop the answer, Harry replied, "Bubble gum."

Ms. Brooks: "What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs?"

Harry: "Shake hands."

The principal was trembling.

Ms. Brooks: "What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a lot of heat and excitement?"

Harry: "Firetruck."

The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, "Put Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last seven questions wrong......

Monday, September 03, 2007

Jag som gammal


är det bara jag, eller påminner jag om George Bush Sr.?

Tycker jag ser rätt bra ut :)

Kommer härifrån.