My job

I´ve started my new job at the Soil Conservation Service in Iceland. Going on my first fieldtrip tomorrow morning, I´ll try to review some plant names and stuff. We are going to a site by the roots of the volcano Hekla, the one I hiked the other day, to put out some new experiments on dispersal from seed sources of two native willow species. The only thing I'm worried about is how poorly this job is paid. Dude, governmental institutes in Iceland do not pay well, and it´s not like you can negociate anything.

Anyhow, write more later,
mummimyri

A new life, or what?

Two glaciers have been hiked; work on the farm and beer on my mom. Where does this end? Nice??!!

I declared tonight at my brother’s house that I am the alcoholic of the family. It certainly gave me a curtain status. They gave me more to drink...

I am starting a new life. Back in Iceland. Free like the birds. The night is bright. So am I. Ready? Perhaps not.

Pictures to become published. Love to be found, received and given. Money, always nice to have. The birds are singing. I am not. No wind, only sounds from my typing and nature outside. The river, you know hehehe. My friend Dominic liked the river.


Good night, good luck,

Mr. Mumm

Back home...

Aircrafts are interesting. Sitting on an airplane is an interesting experience. I am usually not talkative while flying. To me, flying is a short period of time where you find yourself between to worlds; your departure location and your destination. Everything is timeless while flying, but as soon as you land, reality hits you in the face; you turn on your cell phone and bang! I find this fascinating. That is why I do not sleep but instead experience meaningless but at the same time awarding daydreams. My trip to Iceland was no exception, except that the guy sitting next to me could not stop talking.

Besides this, I hate flying.

I just want to thank all the people back in New Haven for the many warm goodbyes I received when leaving. You shall be remembered when it comes to it.

The difference in temperature was only about 20°Celcius between NH and Iceland, so I will indeed survive. The night is bright and I cannot sleep right now. I lied to the custom personnel. I told them I bought my computer and my stereos in Iceland, imported them to the US and back home. I feel like a real criminal. They should not have stopped me in the first place. Do I look like a criminal? It is the bold spot; everybody has something against bold people. Bold people of the world, let´s join and bla bla.

Luv to the earth
Mummi

Back from California

Mummi just arrived from California, just in time for Luisa’s 31st birthday. The time in California was great. Solla and family treated me as a king as was expected, and I could sleep for hours and hours, think and sort out things. Thanks guys, I do really appreciate it. Sorry how sick I was, but it is nice to be sick in Santa Barbara, I must say.

Back in New Haven, in a new apartment, I’m waiting for my parents to arrive tomorrow evening. They are staying for a week. Then we’ll all go home. I’m looking forward to going home, at the same time as I have a knot in my stomach, but that one is personal and will not go so easily away, unless... Anyhow, it will be great to go home and enjoy the Icelandic nature. I have some expectations about my stay in Iceland, that will however, probably not be fulfilled. Hoping that's not a crime, or is it?

I still need to download my pictures from California, I’ll post them later, until then,

Best,
Yours Mummi

Trying to be sexy

Wooha!

The sexy family on graduation day (in the morning). From the left: Luisa, Kristen, Dr. Gudbrandsson and Dr. Baig. We are really trying hard to look sexy in this picture. Nice try at least.

I'm wasting time. Well, I'm good at that, that's why I do it.

Later, mUmmi Mýri

Need a bed? Anyone?

The weather is good. I am packing. Der Flugzeugt fliegt nach Keflavik. So viel Lava.

Dylan described the situation at Wooster such that it was as if Mummi (I) was writing a paper. This means that there are papers everywhere, empty glasses and general excitement or tension in the air. This is probably all true except for the tension and for the paper. I am simply packing. And to be fully honest about it – I hate it. Thankfully, Joe the Furniture Man is coming this afternoon to pick up most of our furniture, and I need to have finished a lot before he shows up.

If anyone is looking for a bed, I have a very good Sleepy's bed that people can get for almost nothing, let me know.

I’m going to California in only 3 days.

Back to work (packing)…

Later,
Mummi

Post Graduation

How is post-graduation like, one of my friends asked? I pretended like I was fine. The truth is that it really sucks. Everybody is leaving – it’s like being paid for saying goodbye to people, the only difference is that there are feelings involved and there are no payments. I have never been good at dealing with feelings, sorry my loves.

You know when you close your eyes and you cannot really stand still (you’re very drunk), that’s how I’m feeling right now. Plus, I’m depressed because Saima is leaving tomorrow. But, to keep everything ok, we do not mention that – we will use the Icelandic tactic and keep our poker faces.

We went to Anna Liffey’s to meet some friends. Anna Liffey’s was the bar which brought Saima and me together. We recognized this last night by putting up a one dollar bill on the wall in our names. Thanks Anna Liffey’s, thanks Saima. Have a nice flight, see you in Pakistan. Sooner than you think.

Mummi Mýri