Slut-Party

Saturday morning. Sky seems to be open. Had to trick Josephine to go to a fleamarket 9 in the morning. Her friends had a party made up. All day with love & care. I got her there and went home for a quiet day, listening to music and having a beer or two. That was my plan. Early afternoon my brother and my sisters husband came and took me to my sisters flat. They filled me with alcohol. A lot. My stagparty was over in 3 hours, then they had to drive me home and carry me up to the flat again. That is true love. It actually felt weird, the whole thing. The people drinking with me was like the leftovers from Josephines party, all the boyfriends of her friends. A few of my friends as well, sure. But mainly strange people that i normally don´t hang out with. Whatever. Had a terrible hangover today anyway. Been in the sofa almost all day. Saw Portugal beat the shit out of Spain. I love Portugal. Torres had a haircut. Good for him. Think it´s time for the swedish referee as well to have a haircut, or at least stop coloring his hair. He looks like a sober bum.

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How was Sónar?

I need sleep. Who you gonna call?