I'm in love with O'hoj Kolasås.

I came back from a really bad night out (well, evening rather, I was home before 9) and to drown my sorrows I got some ice cream with an indecent amount of this lovely caramel sauce. It's too good.

And it works wonders, now I don't even remember why I didn't have any fun... oh yeah, went out with the wrong people. I don't like being ignored so I left. There's a culture night going on tonight so lots and lots of people out but when I get upset I stay upset so I thought it best to come home. That's I stay upset until I get this kolasås, of course. Wellwell, you learn new things every day.

Last night was fun tho, and I realised that I can drink a bottle of red again without losing bits of my life. Met some really nice Swedish guys too and they are now official the first Swedes in my phonebook. Not counting Maja of course. Went to Värmlands nation's party, had to pay 60kr to get in but it was still nice. Better than Norrland's Puss-band. LOL. I vaguely remember discussing the Finnish politics during the WW2 with a German guy. Yes. And cycling when you're drunk is so scary! But I'm still alive, so maybe not so dangerous. hmm.