yay. so this week i have completely off. no work-nuthin. so tuesday martin, sara, and i decided to go to kristianstad (the town, not the nation) and do a little shopping. it was cute, lots of shops, but very predicatable. in sweden there are about 6 or 7 stores that are in EVERY town. and mostly thats it. its like going to new york city and shopping in GAP. not too much thats unique. i take that back- there are some unique stores, but the only currency they except are first born children. there are a couple stores in lund that are unique and except cash. i like those ones.
halloween was last night. we started in spoletorp, but there were three parties- on the 4th, 5th, and 6th floors. there was lots of confusion because the floors aren't numbered, and the parties kept shifting, so no one could find anyone. later we moved to st lars...the mental hospital turned largest halloween party every year (also places for students to live). the party was best characterized by my good friend pierce's words:
Pierce William-Toal Madden
is wondering why there are people trying to knock in our doors, why st lars looks like the aftermath of hiroshima and why theres a couch burnt to cinders outside.
what i remember (which is everything- lite drinking for me that evening) was john pushing a couch out the window, a little indian (or pakastani, or somewhere in that region) guy grabbing my ass, and rubbing my leg, a guy is a crazy ass mask, and john unwittingly turning down a night with a girl. yaaaaay being sober.
-i was the badminton champion of the world...from 1980-something.
-felix's costume wasn't real.
-jason takes the best scary pictures...even when he doesn't know it
-stephen makes a good lindsey
-lindsey makes a better lindsey- and should always stay away from red wine.
-norwegian people are talkative
-at least michael wears boxers.
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