Late night calls from Oslo - Mazeltov!

Some might find it anoying being woken up at 4:35 AM by drunken lawstudents, but what can i say - I LOVE IT!

This night it was ms. president calling from Oslo. Not having much to say since it wasn't from her own phone she was calling. But she did get to tell me that she lost her purse with all her credit cards and her phone and then ofcourse about the selection of men in Oslo! You might call this useless information that at least could have waited til the morning, but you are wrong. So remember that when your friends call you it is just because they miss you, and if you miss them too you'll just be happy they called. Though I did have some problems explaining to my mother this morning why i was so happy being woken up at 4:35.

These people calling me are mostly members of the Nordist-community. A bunch of lawstudents going to these Nordic weeks. Which is something you just can't explain, but you will find yourself being drunk alot and sometimes trying to hide that from the partner at the lawfirm you are visiting. But first of all it's a lot of fun.

I came home from one of these weeks last monday, and though my health had a tough week it was the best week in a long time. The "convention" took place in Helsinki, the host being Codex. And what a great place. Where else can you clap your hands and scream VODKA, and ten seconds later there is vodka in front of you, i tell you this Klubbis thing is the best ever. And thank you to all of the Klubbisar, you were all fantastic during the whole week, and i'm sorry i might have gotten you into trouble by shooting a champagne cork at the bus driver.

Then there was the Hyttetur. Driving there i didn't remember that it took so long, but that might have something to do with the above mentioned champagne. But the hyttetur was great fun, 72 bottles of Koskenkorva had found their way to the thirsty nordist's and the day after it showed. One guy was missing all of his clothes and another guy didn't believe it was already morning and couldn't remember if he had gone to sleep. Helgi and Emil - i love you guys.

Now it was time for the "serious" stuff. Visits to lawfirms. First up was Borenius & Kemppinen, here i discovered that i'm farely good at throwing food at the proletary from a balcony. Actually so good that i had to go back inside. Next in line was Rochier Holmberg. They said a lot of stuff about legal matters i Russia, but the important part was the giftbags - there were miniature bottles with vodka - a perfect opportunity to have a conference at the toitlet. Conference being a meeting in the toilets were you sing and drink! Last event this day was the traditionel K-supé. For those of you who doesn't know what that is... in teams of two, you have to finish a bottle of koskenkorva as fast as possible, only being aloud to drink after the "snapsviser". It was my first attending to this "thing" but it was fun, though a bit weird!

Next day and two other lawfirms. Breakfast at Hannes Snellman, very much needed. Hereafter there was bowling and beer, and i must say that bowling with gust, mighty midget and mrs. bear (myself being ms universe) was so much fun. Thanks to you guys for beíng as lousy as me to this game. Then we were of to Castrén & Snellman, where some lady talked way to much about some legal stuff. Sorry for the broken champagne glass by the way. But the minute she stopped talking it became so much more fun, bottles of wine found their way to the table, and the last member of the kitty club arrived, Carina we were all so exited to see you, we were like kids at christmas eve. And somehow during all this me, the midget and ms. president had gotten a bit salonsberuset. But that just made the trip home so much more fun, this was the trip where we met stomping steve and his friend peewee. Steve stomping away as a crazy person! Dammit i'm laughing my ass of just thinking about it. Vala you know what i mean! Russian theme party - hilarious - nothing more mothing less. "Sorry" for stealing the toiletbrush, but i'm sure the carowner was glad to have his tires cleaned. AARGH Vala i miss you.

Not feeling so well the next morning we were off to Nordic Investment Bank for lunch. And this is where the nightmare begins. Several hours later i was on my way to the hospital, and though the doctor was cute, i didn't feel that secure about him since he know Kiril, the legend. But mostly i was surprised that kiril knows karate. Then the doctor asked me when i was going back to denmark, monday i answered. "aw thats to bad, otherwise we could have met up at the pykälä sitning next friday" he answered. Weird. So then off to the next hospital where the russian doctor Yurij gave me all the drugs he had stored, but thanks i liked it! And then, finally, i were alloud to go home.

Sillis the next day. Not quite the same experience in sober condition. Sober since the doctor told me i had some kind of liverinfektion. But Sonja darling, you did so great. I was kind of proud of you, and in the same time thinkng "why do we do this to people we actually like". That was also the ending of the week.

But i had decided to stay a little longer so lunch and city walk the next day with some fabulous people, more crying goodbyes at the ferry, and pizzanight at JV's. And guys it was so "hyggeligt". You are all amazing people and i can honestly say that i love each and everyone of you.

Mazeltov!