STHLM

Here
we
go
..
again.

I fly today at 6pm, and then only the Lol-god knows what will happen next.
A. and I are back on Friday - I'm in STHLM till Friday, she's in TLN till next Tuesday.

I'm currently eating watermelon and packing. After having disappeared into the Scaffolding concert madness this comes at a ridiculously appropriate moment.

BRING
ON
ADVENTURES
With love.
Mayhem.
Of Chaos and Mayhem.

healing

So I found this photo, from like a few weeks back.
We had had a gig in a really really cold church, again, and I wasn't feeling good at all after it.
So, what helps for everything? A shot of vodka. Seriously. I don't even know why, but honestly it helps, to warm up. Properly warm up. Cause the feeling of damp cold in my bones is one which I don't like, at all. And also one which, the morning after, results in a full-blown cold. No thanks.
And since it was Christmas, which means mum gets some caviar, I decided to heal everything through the medium of vodka and caviar. And I papped it, because it was just so ridiculous. (That and my festively garish nails.)

The second one is my fresh baby-face today. I haven't posted a self-take from my bathroom in a while so I felt it was so fitting.

Hope you're all having a good day.
M.

24

A. turned 24 on Saturday.
And I was going through the STHLM adventure folder and found this photo.
I just think it's so beaut, so I thought, why not (and why not apply my incredible photo editing skills).
Sorry, dude.

Paljon onnea. 
M.

STOCKHOLM

Hej.
✈
1 day and we're up and away.


Lolcats on tour. AGAIN.

AGAIN.

God, this pleases me. So much.


Today, talking to A, I made an accidental poem.

"And then go out
And dance
And stare at hair
Everywhere"

It's not very deep, and not very meaningful, but it sure captures something special.

Kõike tahame, M.