Sunday eve. Haven't had this feeling for a while... About a year I must say.
The feeling of sunday eve, and a working day coming up next. And at a new job in addition. I hate starting new jobs, not knowing anyone. At least I've been there before... And I done the same kind of job, so I guess I'll be fine.
But just the thought of getting up at 6am gives me a stomach ache...

At least work will pass the time a bit. It's just a few months, then I'm out of this town.
Speaking of this town, and the fact that I was in Gothenburg last weekend, my God of music has spoken;
"- Stockholmare tror att de lever i någon slags världsmetropol, att de är något. Elitismen och den inbillade överlägsenheten där, det är det jävligaste." Håkan hellström.
I couldn't agree more. And I know I'm talking shit about, myself, but it's true. Most people, not everyone, but most of them are idiots. Nothing bad about the town itself, it's acutually quite nice. But I can't wait to get out of here soon.

I guess I should make my way to the bed. I can't say I'm tierd, but if I'm gonna get up that early I might need some sleep.
Good night everyone, whoever reads this.
Stay classy.
(can't belive I just wrote that. Yes, I did watch Anchorman, and liked it. I even laught a little. There, I said it. Wear That !)