Apparently, there is such a thing as too much mexican food. I present to you exhibit A: my stomach, presently busy keeping me awake and general havoc-wreaking; and exhibits B, C and D: the chili I made and ate on friday (B), and had again on saturday (C), and finally the tacos/burritos I ingested just a few hours ago (D).
On other news - I have compiled quite a bit of reading material for my astounding project, and I intend to read, if not exactly the entirety, then at least a good chunk-sized portion of it. I have it all printed out and neatly organized, so it really shouldn't present too much of a problem. Really, it shouldn't.
Also, I made quite a fool of myself at Debaser on friday night's sing-along thingy. The strange thing is - I don't mind at all. Hell, I'm even proud of it. Next thing you know I'll be posting videos of myself making a fool of myself on the intertron. Chah, as if!
Also also, I can't seem to make up my mind as to whether to write in english or in swedish, so I'll vary. Deal with it.
Also also also, I'm trying to quit smoking again. Right now I'm writing this postscript having just finished a smoke at 3.30 in the morning. Let's just say it's not going fantastically well. There is definite room for improvement.
