The alarm went off at 9 - off to Gare de Lyon to meet up with dad, quick coffee, luxurious lunch and catching up, dropping him and his friends of by the train, quick stop at home to change.

Beer in Luxembourg and napping by Paris Plages with J.P, wing night with the gang, beer at galway, ride all the way home (thanks again, John).

500 days of summer to drown out the sounds of snoring boys in the bedroom, chatting on facebook with a friend, who offers a prepaid taxi, movie and drinks at his place - off into the night again. A couple of screwdrivers and all of Gangs of New York later, and the clock strikes 9 again...

Phew!

Spent last night hopping around town with my sweet new friend Sheida - also from Stockholm. I recently realized that I don't have any swedish friends left in the city, so it was really nice to be able to speak swedish to someone for a while.. a little taste of home.

The pics from last night represent the night quite well - dark and blurry...

Dinner with Dave in a diner that only served duck, followed by drinks with beautiful Vanessa and her friend Rachel. Lovely night in lovely company; tomorrow - work ! It's been a while since I've been able to say that..

nighty night lovers!

I had the strangest dream -

I was going to a Marilyn Manson-concert with a friend, but we got stuck helping out at some kids birthday party. At last we got going, but instead of Manson playing, it was a group of girls, standing under the stage with only their heads sticking out from the floor... they looked like punkers dressed in some silverish kind of outfits - and suddenly they interrupt the set, jump up from out of the floor and start singing Les filles adorent...

Not sure how to react to this.. hm.