I 8 myself sic.

Little Papi Tommy had to go to bed early saturyday evening. I ate food that could have fed a small family for at least six months. Didn´t learn from my mistake though, the morning after I got up early to start all over again. And christmas haven´t even started around here.

Woke up yesterday morning, and the landscape was all white outside. Lovely. Took a walk in the snow with my main dog, Haddokk. I think I found the meaning of life. Had to leave it behind though, go back to Malmö and earn my living. Thank You, God.

Do they know it´s christmas time at all? Starving little fuckers.