So me and Lars are sitting here in his bedroom in the basement. He's playing Bulletstorm, I'm reading stuff. We're both drinking alcohol and eatin' snacks.
THIS IS FUN!
Said farewell to Lars late-ish last night, left early this morning before he woke up.
Now sitting in a hotel on the swedish side of the swedish/finnish border, chatting with Lars over MSN.
Also, my shoulders hurt.
THIS IS FUN! (Kinda)
Listening to Brubs' friends in partychat on the xbox. Can only understand half of it, as it is Swedish.
Thus I got to the conclusion that only cake and Pear Cider helps against confuzzlisation.