Late invitation to a halloween party / birthday party arrived early Saturday. Some scrambling around to find clothes, etc. Meet up with girl, get made up, dressed, and starting to get drunk. Wait for her friends to arrive with car. Drive out into the middle of nowhere, to an old 1920s school building turned housing. Traces of previous owners brain substance and hair still semi-visible in one of the rooms. Disturbing.
Collapsing at 5 a.m. in shared accomodations. Despite other people around, fumbling and nervous and trying-to-be-silent attempts at sex. Sort of failing (at the silent bits), though I don't think we woke anyone up.
Today, hungover and lazy day. Spent a few hours in bed, once we got back to Malmö, enjoying falafel and the first two episodes of Constantine.
Now, to do some work, get some coffee into my veins and try to catch a few hours of Zzzz before next week starts proper.