Fact is, I don’t drink alcohol. For those reading this who don’t know me personally (and I guess that’s the most of you), that is a completely new fact you can stash in your ‘random-things-to-know-about-Jess’ bank (which I hope is only metaphorical because otherwise I’m flattered, but no.). Brief background, I was raised in the… Continue reading Why I Don’t Drink
In which the French fry my brain
I face my fear of a Nazi Zombie attacking me from an outside toilet at a cabin….
We went to a talk show taping and ate about an hour and a half’s worth of Haribo.
Shelby and I spent five hours in the editing room working on our project wearing Viking and Soviet hats, respectively (pre-provided in the office!)
A statue of Kate Moss proves that even things made of stone are more flexible than I am.
One of the things I really wanted when I came to Oslo was to get involved in some sort of sport other than the gym. Partly because while I enjoy the gym, it’s not somewhere I go to socialise, and partly due to the fact that I study Viking Studies and there’s an expectation of toughness I feel I need to live up to.