sleepless in copenhagen

ugh. i am so exhausted and haven't been sleeping well at night. my eyes are puffy and i could literally fall asleep at my desk. i can't stop dreaming about work, and it is driving me crazy. i might head out of here early and take nap before cooking dinner with friends.

so my recent days have been pretty busy, which is a double edged sword. i like having things to do, but i need a mental break too. work has been busy with ridiculous events. out of 550 students, there is only 1 that can't seem to leave me alone. she is always in my office and it's as if nothing is good enough for her. all in all, she is driving me batty.

tuesday night was a beer tasting. it went pretty well in my opinion. ive gotten to where i really enjoy drinking beer and understanding how complex it can be. i love beers that have a smoky flavor and hints of chocolate and coffee. so delicious, so smooth.

last night i had a chanterelle mushroom craving (yeh, it happens), so i headed over to ian's for some risotto with sauteed shrimp and a fabulous barolo. ian is a fantastic chef and has a great taste for italian wines.

too bad that my past few days havent been all that exciting. i am sure that the weekend has more in store. it should be a good one, so i hope i can actually sleep tonight. going over to a friend's for dinner... im making a thai curry with rice and a dessert (fløde boller? if so, it's coming from netto - im not that good). over and out.

allow me to introduce myself.

and here i am... i never saw myself as a blogger. too many people have told me that i should start a blog, a cartoon strip, a tv show, anything about my life. i really don't find it to be that interesting. i think i'm just good at storytelling and making people laugh by being outlandish. this is something that i am not sure will come across very well through posts, but i am willing to give it a shot. that and the fact that i have been to lazy over the past year to write in my journal and since i waste so much time on the internet anyway, i may as well do something semi-productive.

where to begin? i think it's pretty lame to just come out and describe myself. i would never do that in a journal, and plus, it might be fun to allow your imagination to create an image of me and my wack-a-doodle life. let's just leave it at that.

i hope i remember to update this, and i sure as hell hope that my stories are portrayed with as much enthusiasm through words as they are in person. you can't suck at blogging can you?