Oslo, Norway.

Computers are strange here in Oslo.

They have all these different keys on them. Like this one... ø.... or this one....æ

I want to spell unpronoucable things.

ÅøÆåæ€ .

Oh. That feels much better.

Norway is the most expensive place in the world.

I think that I paid $50 for a cheeseburger today.

I have no idea. I think that the extra ten dollars was worth the piece of cheese.

Everything is expensive here. Perhaps it's the 25% sales tax? Perhaps it's just a cruel Viking joke?

I want to sell crackers on the streets of Oslo. I would make $1000 an hour. Not CRACK. Crackers.

I think that if I start selling my blood here, I could become a millionaire by thirty. However, I might be cold. I'd buy a sweater, but I'd have to take out a mortgage and still sell more blood.

It would be an endless cycle.

London's calling.