thuesday is fine

I'm trying to open my hopeless suitcase which has decided to change its three-number code

- I have reached 500. In worst case senario: 499 more to go.

It's been a nice evening of doing nothing at all,

Well, gather for a gathering in the hall,

talking loud,

spinning around on the floor,

exploring your fysical limits by doing weird gymnastic excersises,

insulting each other:

you sound like a parrot - your legs are short - leave - talking Swedish to none Swedish speakers

Such a nice way to end a long day.

We even had a long discussion about parrots;

such an (if not only anoying also a bit) amazing animal

I won't tell you what(/but I had beetroot, carrots, millionaire cake and coffe) for dinner.

And I was almost going to give R a bass lesson tomorrow morning.

We're already getting going with the Swedish:

jag orkar inte öva - jag ska gå till mitt rum och läsa min bok

She's got some potential (for learning Swedish, she's allready a bass player, 4th year ^^).

But she cancelled, I'm sure she's cheating on me with the bathtube again.