Mr. Postman

Mr. Postman came by THREE times last week each time carrying another package - for me! I love Mr. Postman.

He got me a fantastic satchel, which is actually the wedding present from Rasmus and I love it so; a sweater-thingy I bought for myself on sale; and a book from the Danish Ministry of Refugee, Immigration and Integration Affairs, which I also bought myself. So all in all, I wasn't exactly surprised by the many visits from the postman, but still...


The book is definitely the most boring of the three packages, but I had to get it, because I've just started working on my master thesis, and it revolves around this book. I considered just working with the pdf, but I figured that would be a tad too frivolous. And you don't want to be that.

I'm very excited and will probably tell you more as I begin working on it for real, but until then let me just say i study rhetoric and It's going to be a rhetorical critique - nothing mentioned, nothing forgotten!

gifts

I've gotten so many gifts recently, and it wasn't even my birthday. 

Rasmus and I got the chubby elephant from Rasmus' sister Bodil, who just travelled in Nepal, Laos, and India. It's come all the way from one of these countries. I can't remember which, but supposes India, and cant't remember his name, but has given him a new one: Walter.  

The owl-watch I got from Rasmus from his recent trip to Berlin. I didn't get to come (just for german-studying young men), so I got this and the Kicker-girl instead. 

I'm wearing the watch almost all the time and when I'm not, I'm practicing soccer to be just as good as Kicker-girl.