2009 is here to stay

So the Good Old 2008 smoothly transformed into the new and unknown year that is 2009.

What I do know, or at least hope for, is that 2009 will be filled with:

Miss Right - hoping to involve myself in a relationship this year
Friends - will try seeing even more of you all
Lovers - will try getting even more of them :)
Travel the world - in mind as in body
Less drinking then the later half of 2008
...more drinking than the first half of 2008
Some sort of therapeutic examination to check how I am doing
Lasers - pew-pew. Hope to get my eyes fixed a.s.a.p
54 km of skiing in the Birkebeinerrenn
89 km of cycling in the Birkebeinerritt

Blogg less
Read more
Exercise more
Fight less
Ride a horse
Climb a mountain

With this I wish all of you a fabulous start to the New Year!

Moustache-man

One month. One mustache.
Reactions have been split ... split between men and women. Men in general (95+ %) approve of it, cheer it, envy it and some have gone so far as to even respect it.
Women in generel (75+ %) hate it, despite it or get at the best ignore it.


What does this tell a mustasched man?

1. Men either lie in my face to cut competition or they can recognize and identify themselves in the growing of a mustasch. They have too been lost boys in their early teens seeing who got hair where first in the eyes of fellow class mates in gym class?
2. It isn't really attracting and women would prefer men without?
3. Nothing, I might just be spending way too much time and energy on some facial hair

The psychologist on the other hand would say that facial hair is representing sexual activity and whatnot.

Dream Symbol Dictionary Definition for: BEARD

BEARD

Male sexual power and virility. It is also often used to represent great wisdom, authority or even saintliness, as when the person has a white beard. If the beard is very long, it can symbolise great age, eternal life, wisdom of the ages. The beard can also depict the desire to hide, in other words a low self esteem, or feelings of youth hiding behind the beard

-Notice the white :)

Right back at ya

To my friend, my dearest A.
Right back at ya, my dearest E.

My words, they might be the trigger for the gun that tells you to go, the rain that your flower needs so desperately, the key to free your bird from its cage.
Your words are fired from close range
Like bullets through my brain
But this wound won't make a stain
It will heal and like a broken bone
I hope it will grow even stronger

Start questioning, start searching, not for something, but for anything.
Questions are asked
-Answers will come
The search is on, I have been looking for someone
So much so that I might have stopped searching myself

Start to move, start to run, not from, but to.
Heart is beating,
My feets are pacing
I am running I know not where
But I know I can't stand still here Know I have to move

My words, they might not take you far, might not take you anywhere at all, but maybe that's exactly their purpose, to not make you move, but encourage you to.
Your words,
they might have already taken me miles away
might have been the spark that started the fire
maybe they are the final piece in the puzzle making e move encouraged by your words