buärgh
I am not going into details of how exactly I felt last night. I am just going to silently wonder whether what happened was caused by food poisoning, and what happened to the rest of the band, as we all ate the same food and while I was in the Stanjaflat, they were crammed in a tiny boy scout cottage. Maybe they didn't notice anything. Puking their guts out was the plan for the night anyway, and they'd prolly found diarrhea entertaining. As for me, I am very happy that I had Stangel to take care of me, as I wasn't quite genki and too busy hugging my white friend to do any housework.
Speaking of puking. I finished Interview With A Vampire, and my Percy did it suck.
Speaking of culture and sucking. Me and Stangel went grocery shopping today, and on our way there talked about Киевнаучфильм's animated production and how those guys kinda rule. In the store, we looked through the cheap-ass DVDs only to find The Return to the Treasure Island. We WTFd and had to buy. It turned out to be a re-cut and -dubbed English version of the animated Treasure Island, voice-overed into Swedish. It hurt. I lasted ten minutes, then Stangel let me turn it off.
Oh. And. DENMARK. WORLD. WTF, mate?
Speaking of puking. I finished Interview With A Vampire, and my Percy did it suck.
Speaking of culture and sucking. Me and Stangel went grocery shopping today, and on our way there talked about Киевнаучфильм's animated production and how those guys kinda rule. In the store, we looked through the cheap-ass DVDs only to find The Return to the Treasure Island. We WTFd and had to buy. It turned out to be a re-cut and -dubbed English version of the animated Treasure Island, voice-overed into Swedish. It hurt. I lasted ten minutes, then Stangel let me turn it off.
Oh. And. DENMARK. WORLD. WTF, mate?