This is a reader's opinion, as usual,feel free to send me your opinions on the scenes of rock & roll and heavy metal!

Tristania is okay but I can only listen to "Beyond the Veil" (or "Behind the Veil"? I am too lazy to open my CD case and look) so many times, it just gets old a bit too fast.
In Norway, you got Mayhem, Burzum, and all the stuff Sarah or whoever said, I guess.

I had this dream I was in a snow-fucked forest and there was the park/playground in the middle of it and the sky was grey but light was coming from the north (but somehow, it was actually south, as if something had happened in the world in my dream to make everyone think north was actually south).
UH, anyways, I started trudging north and could see the sun setting on the horizon in brilliant, golden, orange, dusk-colors. Very brilliant and glorious and beautiful nothing, I had never seen anything like it. And below it, there was a gleaming ocean with icebergs and small mountainous glaciers and stuff in a lull in the water.
Yeah, so I kept going north (thinking it was south, even though it was north) and came to some kind of small town. All the houses were white, made of wood (most houses I see are made of concrete or some shit like that), kind old and humble like houses in the mid-west US, but these were different, felt different, like they were somewhere in Europe. I don't fucking know.

Supposedly, I was in "Norway" or some part of Scandinavia and the town seemed to slowly grow and there were different buildings not far where more people were and stuff.

Anyways, I went into one of the houses and there was some old couple living there and they had a cheap bed set up for me to rest in and I think I had a relative there staying there with me. I think we were there to explore and...this is odd, but I think work for Mortiis or some crap, or see some black metal band or something, or hang out. Strange!

So I was there with this bed with cheap cotton blankets that were a puke-gold color. The carpet was like a faded orange or something, it seemed to change with the glare of the light. The walls were white and clean but the place felt old, as if the floors underneath the carpet were old wooden planks and stuff.

THEN! This big fucking bug, like an orange-ish cockroach or some fucking thing, appeared and it had all these arms and seemed intelligent in some kind of way and it attacked us! It tried to inject us with some kind of thing that would poison us and maybe cocoon us or paralyze us for feeding or spawning later. EWWW! It was a nasty fuck about the size of a dog and it could attach to walls, spit poison, spin webs, and crap.

Anyways, everyone was like,"Here! Take this!" and they pull a fucking sword out from under the mattress of the bed and toss it over to me and we all start fighting it!
We finally fucking killed it but then other bug-monsters appeared big and small and it became a freaking damn battle and there was green and yellow blood juice and gunk everywhere and I'm pretty sure Mortiis was there (not in makeup, though) helping us wipe out these bastards. I guess this was what "Norway" or Scandinavia was like.

Okay, so then, after kicking some monster-bug ass, we went outside to go to "the gig" or whatever it was we wanted to do, walk around on the thin, frosted grass, go site-seeing or some crap, and go around the town for a bit and stuff, I think that's what we did, I'm sure.

I think I ended up wandering back into the forest.