Of-the-Leaves

"'Utøya is maybe the safest place to be now' 'Yes, I think so, too'-- Then this happens." - A girl's retelling of her phone conversation with her father about the bomb that went off in the centre of Oslo, just before the massacre on Utøya began. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2011_Norway_attacks "At least" 87 deaths confirmed. That's the newest info. There's pretty much no way I'm more than two degrees removed from several of the dead. I might know some. These weeks before the new semester could be difficult. I'll think more about that when the time comes.

(The last painting is of one of these http://img713.imageshack.us/img713/7615/konglegris.png standing in snow. It's a different type of cone. According to Wikipedia it's known as a cone cow, but I know it as a cone pig, or konglegris.) No-text version: :thumb183669793:

New York City hit a record high 103 degrees Fahrenheit yesterday. Guess who was there. Fahrenheit, of course, makes no sense to me without a converter handy, but having been there I can safely say it was much like being kicked by Hell in the face. Well, no. I'm completely biased. I'd rather be cold and have to jump around a lot than be cooked alive by a merciless sun. I think. Come Winter and I'll get back to you on that. Anyway, what I'm really saying is that I'm abroad, and will therefore continue my relatively long streak of inactivity. Maybe. Good night. :) P.S. I would pick a different journal skin, but I'm borrowing this Internet