We're back in the empty appartment.

We're staying here tonight, tomorrow me and Olivia will be going to Malmoe. Johan is staying here all week, on a matress. Unfortunately someone accidently packed his clothes for the week AND the remote for the tv AND the charger for the laptop. Poor thing. He's gone to bed now, reloading for the most boring week ever probably...
I tried to cheer him up with an " at least you can watch channel 4" and "you do have internet on the phone..." and "care to borrow my knickers?"

I hope he'll soon realize what a great story this will be. I'm already laughing a little bit. But just a tiny bit. On the inside, wouldn't dare in any other way. : )

Appart from that little mood wreckener, it feels pretty good. Pretty big. Like a mark in history. Nighty night.