The lightbulb in the lamp next to my bed went as a tried to turn it on just now. I just spent 10 minutes looking for my spare cellphone charger in the dark. Do you know how hard it is to keep the focus of such a quest and be quiet at the same time, when being this drunk?
Not easy. That's for fucking sure.
"What if I slip up? I mean, if I pull it off, it's going to be EPIC, but if I slip up, she might actually shoot me!"
I need to.. go somewhere. Somewhere where I don't have to pretend to be from effing Conneticut just to get people to speak english. I currently have four people - one of them currently in France and extremely unavailable - who will speak english with just for the fuck of it.
I need to fix that. And figure out a way to keep track of the people currently under the impression I'm from Conneticut.
Working tomorroq. And shoe shopping.
16 days til Taizé.'
Oh, and I graduated from Gymnaisium -upper secondary school- exactly two years ago. WOW. Bed now.