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Packing way too late the night before I'm leaving for something as usual. I can't find my Decemberists-shirt. I can't find small bottles for the shower stuff. The only Converse pair that is not stuffed away at my grandmother's are beyond holey. They need massive amounts of duckt tape. Need to find something to sleep on. To sleep in. So, tomorrow I'm going to be tired but way too excited to sleep on the bus to Oslo and then get on the boat and get drunk (which is basically the only reason people go to Denmark by boat) and maybe fall asleep somewhere before everyone gets this nice combination of too drunk and seasick and it's going to be awesome. See you on the other side of self abuse.