It's a matter of passing time

Yesterday evening dad drove me deep into the woods of Sjöbo, so I could visit my lovely Evlajn. We spent many many hours eating chips, smoking cigarettes and marveling at Tokio Hotel. (She is dragging me down there. Down into the abyss. God save me, but they're sort of good. And Tom Kaulitz is hawt.)

And then we (read; I) slept until two pm, and had chips for breakfast. This because we wandered on to some blogs being very pro anorexia. We were concerned about losing weight. Thus the chips.

Now I've dragged her back to civilisation with me. We're gonna watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer - The Movie, and do what we do best: Pass time.

God, I want popcorn.

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