Ball Friday, was fun, completely failed at taking pictures but I'm sure some will surface sooner or later. Was told I looked royal. A tiara and a million layers of tulle will do that.
Watched the last semi final of
Melodifestivalen (we take Eurovision seriously, yo) last night with a dozen gay guys getting ready to go to a leather club. I was being bitchy at the contestants, drank a lot of gin and tonic and offered fetish fashion advice.
Currently first in line for a student flat getting taken off the market tomorrow. Tiny, old and in a student ghetto, but it's cheap, one metro station away from uni, and it would be mine, so you know, fingers crossed.