I'm exhausted. In a weird, good way.

I haven't cried so much in a while. Well, aside from that talk I had some weeks ago with Rai. Who'd have thought I'd ever cry over a book? I didn't even like it. At first. But at some point some emotional switch is turned on and then... Bam.

The book was Appelsinpiken (The Orange Girl) by Jostein Gaarder. There was something just so beautiful and sad about the love of a father for his son and his knowledge that he will die before he even got to know him fully (the son was ca 4years old when his father wrote him this latter, right before he went into the hospital and died) Thinking about it when I put the book away to blow my nose drove the tears back into my eyes. Oh god, it's embarassing. And yet so refreshing to admit that, but I don't regret it. It just means it was goddamn touching and an important enough incident to write an LJ entry about it. So there.

( DL-Cover )

The cover for Dragons of the Hourglass Mage. Date of Release: 4th of August.

I've been waiting for that damn book for 4 (or maybe 5?) years. 4 FUCKING YEARS. It seems like an eternity. But as we all know,... I'd wait until the stars burn out. For Raistlin. Only for Raistlin. God, I miss him so... ;_; *reaches out for him*

I am practically starved for Raistlin-stuff (mostly smutty ffs). Anything. But if you think you find ANYTHING of worth on the internet, think again. There's nothing. NOTHING. Ugh, it's so depressing. DL fandom is made of epic fail. Srsly. WHERE'S THE DAMN DRAGONRAPE?

Speaking of fail: I rewatched the DL movie with +~*Clizzi+~* again, it's so wonderfully bad. Haha. Sutherland's voiceacting just doesn't work for Raistlin. It's too deep and disinterested and bored. It totally should be more like the German Irenicus from BGII only more...scratchy and grovelly and weak? Different from Sutherland's, that's for sure >: (

Conclusion?

I will so give this last Lost Chronicles book to myself as a very belated present. OH YES.

Today, Edvard Grieg was born.

Planned this trip some months ago.
Now the time is running out and I don't have the money, because everything about this trip changed. From the whole nature of it down to the timeschedule. This is a true disappointment as I had hoped to go no matter what. But this "no matter what" attitude is not applicable here any longer. This is evading my grasp, slipping through my fingers. Next year is not an option either, unfortunately. This was a once of a life-time opportunity, or so it feels. And now it's gone. And there's nothing I can do about it.
Srsly, this is crushing me. God damnit. I wanted it so badly and now, poof, nothing. Fuck you life, this time I actually sit down early enough to plan it all out and what do I get in return?? UGH. UNFAIR UNFAIR UNFAIR

Denmark was great. And I still love my field of study.

They have a funny dialect in Aalborg, say what again? Rubjerg Knude was cool when we climbed it, the wind was really strong there. I got sand between my teeth and in my eyes (which was not so cool anymore). I still love my wellies, too. *hearts them*

I bought Dreamwork's Sinbad in Danish/Norwegian on DVD for 69Kr. Very nice. But I didn't get a Danish flag, which is not so nice. Oh well, next time.

To finish this entry with Julia's words:
"Jag är inte sjuk, jag är bara svenska."

Off to a field trip to D E N M A R K

See you in a week, losers.

/Kirk Lucca out