Latitudinal adjustments, eternally brumal for the men of the mark.

(Caveat: Read while listening to Rossini - William Tell overture, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AACAlJvJTb0&list=LLq5o1zhyeFM_1hhv4Tgyqgg )

Well, a late post this month, due to unforeseen circumstances. I will include photographic evidence from my trip to Iceland and some other photos from our dorm's level party (not pertaining Avicii). It will be splendiferous for the eyes and put a smile on your dial.

Pertinent to the party, yet overplayed and obsolete to the party at the same time, you god-awful DJ.

March has been the month that seemingly went by so quickly, due to so much happening. Yet I'm paradoxically at a lost for words and anecdotes. Just another insipid working from Loki I'm sure.

Also bought a kindle fire HD 8.9" which is snazzy and allows me to read books in an electronic manner, while keeping with the traditional procedure of book reading, bizarrely enough. Thats a thing people like, technology and traditions. The dichotomy of man or something contradictory.. Har har dic-hot-o-my, good one Dyl!

The future hold my first rugby game, the rundown to exams, brighter days, ideally more warmth, more parties and an all round jolly time. Makes you sit back and appreciate the opportunity to go on exchange, even more than getting drunk on a different side of the equator.

PICS:::::::

suns out, guns out

500 cups of jungle juice later...

Yours faithfully,

Fenrir breaks free and time is ever of the essence

So I'm writing this from a state of bagstiv, which is what the danish have named wake up drunk, on a seedy sunday. So I will do my best to retain the utmost quality my blog is renowned for. But the good news is, gone are the days of fimbulwinter!..... which, according to Norse mythology is not so good eh? Our impending doom perhaps?

On a lighter note, my famous partial namesake wrote this prose about winter -

Listen. The minstrels sing In the departed villages. The nightingale, Dust in the buried wood, flies on the grains of her wings And spells on the winds of the dead his winter's tale. The voice of the dust of water from the withered spring

He was a much more grim character than I however, so Im glad winter is done and dusted and I can resume the task of trying to attain that world famous Danish tan.
Seen here-

cheer up Mads, the spring is here!

In Dylman related news there as been a many class taking, rugby training and food eating adventures, which by their own rights deserve a dedicated blog each, staffed by the Dux Litterarum from MIT and Cambridge. But nonetheless your imagination will suffice. So i leave you with pictures from the last 3 weekends which have been some of the biggest parties of each semester: Tour de bloc, chambre and several other innumerable, innominate fests.

Johnny knows whats up!

"Sweet. Bring on the Danish chicks and cream soda."

"Hey baby, can I be your natural selection?"

Spheres of longing, by a disgruntled húskarl

With snow on the ground and the crisp beats from some trap and bass in the air, it must be the last sixth of winter. And what a tumultuous winter it has been in the small, picturesque, avant-garde village that is Tietgen. With all its internal happenings; including a smashing going away fest thrown by the dearly departing Peta from 16.4 With pictures to be attached in the annex of the shenanigans.

I've also commenced my tertiary education for this, the second semester. While that sounds like wall licking excitement, its actually rather mundane and somewhat now a SOP (standard operating procedure). Everyone past the 2 year point in their degree will concur, I'm sure. The courses are individually different however, with Terrorism, Finance and Environmental politics included in my curriculum for the next 4 months. It has, so far, proved rather in-depth and intriguing.

With the new influx of exchange students comes the usual parties, adapting and general mucking around. Its harder to associate with these student as i did with my own group, as I've done most of the kitschy touristy things already and am much more concerned with mature things, like: fine dining, classical opera, writing contemporary poetry and grinding my booty so hard I drop panties and permeate sex appeal.

Twerkin' it brahhh

Just to update, the next 3 weeks include, in order of importance, Tour de chambre, Tour de bloc, Semester starts fest, rugby training in the bleak Danish air, not dying under a barbell, consuming my weight in Ritter sport, making at least 1 new friend i can cherish for their unshakable faith in antidisestablishmentarianism and wearing shorts in the snow to school to learn and expand my easily influenced mind tank.

Out like a girl scout loyal readers x

Tak for den fest, Peta the pumpkin eater.

Party time, right Meow.

Dead of winter, and freebooting on a long ship to Oslo

So its been an interesting January in the Northern part of Europe. With the Danes surviving on their usual diet of black attire and Apple products.

Past the halfway point (collective awwwww) of my exchange, which is a mix bag of emotions ranging from despondent, blithe, woebegone, enervated and hungry, among the 1000s of other adjectives.
To cheer me and you up from this morose passage here is me standing on our canal, which has been frozen during the cold streak.

The beach is that way! Although, its cold and windy and there'll be no chicks or cricket.

During the nice little winter break I've been able to de-stress and commit myself to some srs leisure time, including, but not limited to, movies, TV, snacks, gym, drinking, solving murder mysteries with Inspector Morse and cruising around in some random van called the Mystery Machine with a stoner and his loquacious Dog.

Not too dissimilar from this, they were just more animated characters... ba dum tish

This past weekend though I was able to attend the finest city in all of Norway, the serene and bucolic Oslo! Peta and I took the ferry from KBH and 15 hours later we floated into the wharf of this very pretty city. The ferry we embarked upon is supposedly an awesome party boat in the summer but considering its the middle of winter, the only parties consisted of Sherry, oldies music and whole bunch of whingey kids. Pleasant journey nonetheless. While in Oslo we were able to see many interesting sites, museums, statues and the rare native strolling about. How about those exorbitant alcohol prices though hey? Seems like Norway taxes everything, with an emphasis on a fun tax.

"TAXED!" - Norge Gov.

Here are some pictures of the trip, with more to be added when i get my greasy hands on Peta's sweet graphically captured memories to nourish my eternally thirsty blog.

Bønd, Jørgen Bønd.

Under Construc... pics etcccc

P.S. happy Aus day bros. And by bros I mean never my bros, drop kicks.

Nej tak Jeff og an Ulfsarks year of the Snake.

Welcome to the Year of the Snake. "Snakes are elongate, legless, carnivorous reptiles of the suborder Serpentes that can be distinguished from legless lizards by their lack of eyelids and external ears", just in case you serfs had no idea.

Here is a gratuitous picture:

Will Smith reprising one of his most famous roles

Its been a smashing start to the year for yours truly. I had a mint time on NYE, my first outside of the Terra Australis and quite a spectacular sight to behold as there are lax laws on fireworks in Denmark. So everyone obliged, with a showing to make any 7th century Chinese man cream his jeans.

Just a snippet for srsly 8 hours of straight fireworks. 15 year old boys were likely to be abandoning their phalanges activities of 2013..... Like guitar and chopsticks you dirty minded blog readers.

Potential awkward high school incidents aside, I was also able to polish of my remaining written assignment with great vivacity and aplomb. A 12 out of 12 for the Dylman is assured, if not even a request to meet the queen with it being such a tour de force. As humble as I am, i can probably say it was my magnum opus, and should assume it will fundamentally change the way we perceive almost everything. Autographs can be emailed at request @ awes0me5auce69@gmail.com

Now it is time to drink, sleep, lift, eat, and frolic. Classes begin in week 6 and I should have updates on all new exchange students, roommates, Oslo and a whole bunch of other madness.

Fancy 007 themed NYE dinner

Australian Uni student master race checking out with some big, dirty, stinking bass.


P.s big shout out to Merle for interrupting me the entire time while ive been trying to knock this post out.

"Where did all my champagne go?"

Reckless abandonment and an Einherjar at a traditional Jule fest

So its that magical period between Christmas and New Years. A confusing period where the average Dane's diet switches from too much food and some alcohol, to too much alcohol and some food. Today is the in between day so im going to eat 3 kgs of chicken and drain a bottle of vodka (to err on the side of caution obvs), which I have taken implicit approval from Freyr (Norse god of Sunshine and "phallic fertility" - my kind of man) as its warm (3 degrees) and sunny.

"Go Dyl, go forth and frolic in the sunshine and  ensure you include, surreptitiously, some phallic symbolism throughout your sunny Friday" - Freyr, from his most recent saga 'Stop, Freyr time'

In addition to some exciting New Years plans of a James Bond themed party and copious amounts of liquid fun and friends, there will be a lot more on offer in 2013 including trips to Iceland and Norway, to continue my own Nordic Saga.

More importantly now though is what has happened in the last few weeks. Which has included many of my exchange student friends leaving, goodbye parties, Jule Frokost(s) and the finishing off of an exam and an assignment like the studious person i am.

Here is some photographic evidence denizens of Manheimr.

The excitement filled Lolland

En rigtigt hyggeligt Jul

presents, after eating far tooooo much 3 days in  a row thanks to Ane's lovely mor

My room after mischievous elves broke in high on Xmas spirit and LSD

Lads

Happy New YEARSSSS 2013!!!

Have a happy new year and if you're in Copenhagen come to Tietgen for a massive party you foreveralones.

<3 live.laugh.love XxxxXXXxxx