I'll have a proper update...
...when I'm less sober.
So I've spent the last two weeks in Finland and other such places, and will be back home tomorrow. Hooray for planes. Perhaps North Korea will see it fit to set off another nuke and force us to take a detour to somewhere else. Not that the plane even passes close to there.
Eitherway, I've had a very interesting few weeks, with stolen cars, punching, drinking and having the most annoying tag along in the history of having tag alongs. All and all a very succesful endeavor, and to think I came here to sort out a few legal matters, how ridiculous.
My middle finger, which I shredded open on some glass still looks very gruesome, but at least it's not painful anymore and some parts of it are already scarring over quite nicely. Faint scarring too, so hopefully it won't be hugely noticeable that I have a chunk of me missing.
Luckily, I've also discovered that having my finger in such a state does not at all decrease my ability to play guitar, drive a car, wank and type. It still hurts sometimes, but that gets taken care of with a few painkillers now and then.
There's quite a lot of fairly interesting things that happened, but I'm not going to go into detail right now, because I can't really be bothered.
Someone kick me to update later.
Oh also, The White Stripes are fucking awesome.
That is all, you may return to your obsessive compulsive masturbation, citizens.
So I've spent the last two weeks in Finland and other such places, and will be back home tomorrow. Hooray for planes. Perhaps North Korea will see it fit to set off another nuke and force us to take a detour to somewhere else. Not that the plane even passes close to there.
Eitherway, I've had a very interesting few weeks, with stolen cars, punching, drinking and having the most annoying tag along in the history of having tag alongs. All and all a very succesful endeavor, and to think I came here to sort out a few legal matters, how ridiculous.
My middle finger, which I shredded open on some glass still looks very gruesome, but at least it's not painful anymore and some parts of it are already scarring over quite nicely. Faint scarring too, so hopefully it won't be hugely noticeable that I have a chunk of me missing.
Luckily, I've also discovered that having my finger in such a state does not at all decrease my ability to play guitar, drive a car, wank and type. It still hurts sometimes, but that gets taken care of with a few painkillers now and then.
There's quite a lot of fairly interesting things that happened, but I'm not going to go into detail right now, because I can't really be bothered.
Someone kick me to update later.
Oh also, The White Stripes are fucking awesome.
That is all, you may return to your obsessive compulsive masturbation, citizens.