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Have I told you about Gothenburg? Yes I have, but that was last year. This year however, things were a bit different. Not too different mind you but different none the less.
1 My train was early by fifteen minutes. This has never happened to me before so it was quite an experience. The ride itself was totally uneventful. I remember nothing except that we at times passed some beautiful scenery that kept its distance from outside the windows.
2 CD left the computer-related things behind him and is now persuing a geological career. As such, it was a bad bad idea for him to watch the Core. I can see why. He was later thankful that he also had avoided Tommy Lee Jones’ Vulcano.
3 You can fit a person inside one of the safe deposit boxes at the train station, but if you want to lock it it will cost 30 skr. So we didin’t. (But as they say: a blurry picture can tell a 1000 lies — so maybe we did.)
4 We didn’t watch Buffy, as the person at whose place we did this the last time wasn’t about. He was travelling around. It felt a bit weird, as he’s been there on every DFS in that town.
5 We ate Indian food and scones. Yay.
6 I had a cd burnt with all the Frantics episodes. An even greater joy would be if said cd didn’t have the large see-through area that renders it unreadable.
7 Johan has recieved an invitation from the Loy.
8 I didn’t buy any, but they had lots of nice and bizarre movies at SF-Bokhandeln. But I wanted to really bad.
9 CD — the secret identity of the super villain the Badness Man, who’s superpower is that he makes things worse and frighten children with his huge sock-outfit — thought it would be a good idea to have a DFS here, and just rumage through my DVD-collection.
11 But of course, all this was back in ‘Nam.

This was somewhat horrific at first glance. But it was only because of their referrer-list at the bottom. Five people had clicked on the Jeff Noon-link in my about section in the last 24 hours.
So people actually read the about page? Gosh.