Resurrection

Easter is over. What about resurrecting this blog? Dunno. It means having to keep the thing going and I'm not sure I have the time. But a little bit now and then, maybe, and my huge public will be happy!!
I'm in a funny mood at the moment with positive vibes at school despite some strange behaviour from two female colleagues who I don't particularly like because they ignored me for two years. Now they expect me to do the hei hei bit but why waste time on people who turned their backs on me when I was new? There are plenty of good friends and they are worth spending time on and with. It'll be nice to see the indians tomorrow, all done out in red and russ. I just hope they don't get too drunk and spoil everything. No, not in my lessons but definitely in their own time. What can be more of an anti-climax than losing your virginity and not remembering when, where or with whom? (formal English here Marte, you are interested in style).
No, I can't keep this up, at least not this evening. A glass of single malt and tiredness from last night's fetching John from the Strømsgodset bus are taking their toll. The saga of E has taken on a new twist. Interesting developments which we can come back to, and KOVS is apparently going to be a "fyrtårn" in anti-pollution, or so said the boss at the endless meeting this morning. I'd better remember to keep the language clean then. And thanks to Gro R for not knowing she got this started again.