Got home from the states wednesday and couldn't sleep. Felt weird. Slept 3 hours in 2 1/2 days.
Christmas.
I spend the entire day puking like crazy and accidentally fart-pooped on my bathrope cause I didn't know which end was going to errupt... I haven't felt that way since Nepal (or the time I tried to get drunk anally).
In a way it's really life-confirming. The fever, shaking, sweating... all that. You know you're gonna get well at some point, and that whole "I'm not sick anymore! I'm free!!!" feeling is the greatest!
I dreamed that I was a skateboard soldier in an athletic stadium. I had to make trees out of energy,but the energy kept changing. My old gymnastics teacher was there, doing sillywalks. He wanted to teach me too, but it was really difficult while being on the skateboard, making energytrees. So I decided to leave. I took off the stupid uniform (I was only wearing my XL grampa underwear) and took off to my hometown where I grew up. The sun was shining and I met a lot of my old friends. My balls was hanging out of my undees, but I didn't give a shit.
I woke up from the dream (that succeded a whole lot of other weirder dreams), and found myself in a huge puddle of sweat. I had been sleeping for 18 hours.
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I used to hook up with 'the old guys from school' a few years back, but I don't really like it. I have absolutly nothing in common with any of them.
Well, we should hook up one day you are in Aarhus - just to go for a beer or something...
but i got a few nice ones in my room, maybe i will put them up soon