Weblog | I don't like the word blog, it's ugly. Anyway, new content happens here. (Swedish dito)

About me and the site | Twenty-something male who likes text. Obsessed with things such as books, reality, communication, and one or two tv-shows.

Archives | Things written here since... well, 2001. Some of it is good, some is utter shait.

Books | Books read, not books written. So far I've struggled to maintain unpublished.

Photo | I like my camera and it likes me.

Links | Outwards, away, flee.

e-mail | J. Nicklas Andersson

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Driving

Uppsala is a horrible town to drive in. At times, the signposts neglect to tell you certain things (such as the missing “this is a one-way street moron”-sign) and the roads go on like the city map was drawn by Steve Wonder with his wonder-crayons.

Not really dark

I’ve been up here in Uppsala since August now, and I miss the darkness of Winter. Never during this time have the evening been pitch black. There’s been a dark blue hue there and some beige horizon, but never so black you can’t see where you’ll step. Some might argue that this is a feature, not a bug but... No! It’s close to the end of November and it should be dark. It doesn’t work otherwise.