I’m here. We made it. Jetlag is a bitch. TGIF has a nice server named Chris. I prefer Target over Walmart. Hurricane Sandy is coming. Jetlag. ZzzZZzzz.
It’s raining cats and dogs. What kind of a fucked up expression is that anyway? No it’s not. It’s raining water. Fucking cold ass water. So cold it’s switching between snow, rain and hail. I propose a change of the expression. “It’s raining assloads of fucking cold water.” Yeah, that.
In Sweden we don’t have Walmart. So we’ve been spared the “Walmart People” for a long time. But apparently it’s making it’s way across the pond and sneaking in to establishments not even remotely close to Walmart. Today it happened. The woman in front of me at the local grocery store had pyjama bottoms on. [...]
What I should be doing. What I’m doing.
… you blow your nose so hard it goes right through the paper and in to your cleavage.