Fuck what a yesterday! It started with a totally innocent coffee at a French bistro and ended up with four silicone breasts pressed up against my face at one of Gothenburg 's strip clubs at five in the morning. I knew it would get out of hands but maybe not this much. The hangover today is excruciating after yesterday's pub-crawls. But I'll guess it's a sign that you had a damn successful yesterday. We went to Gothenburg without any kind of plans at all but maybe that's what you have to do to have such a great day that we had. The people we met, the places we danced at, the money we spent. CRAZY!
One month, just a month, Then I will put myself and my fucked up friends on the plane down to Prague. It's gonna be a crazy summer.