Lecture, work and the Low Frequency In Stereo. Jette got me in on the guest list for tonight’s show. That meant I could buy beer, thus: joy. Irina, Thomas and Jokke from work where also going, thus: lots of company. I got cheap beer from the girl behind the bar because she’s nice, and free beer from Jokke because I’m nice (and he is). I defied physics and actually caught the last buss home and my last and ruined smoke was saved buy extra rolling paper. I’m getting lots of money tomorrow. Life is Love.
orgasmelotte (sorry:men d r så p0rrig bilde at jeg bare måtte)
Since this is probably the place you'll go when you get home. Beer and whoring at my place, saturday. Come early and you get a free meal! That's service isn't it. Or is there a party at some other beautiful location with beautiful people and harsh conversation about art and sucky boyfriends that should have been nothing but another one night stand? Please, tell me!
In the words of Dustin Hoffman; You look great! Don't we just love kappahl!
Beautiful people have party’s all the time, and there always beautifully boring. I’m never invited though, if I want to go I have to invite myself. But why go anywhere new when I can stay where I feel at home?