But it was all good fun...

Yesterday afternoon I went shopping. I wanted boyfriend pants... Dont ask. At first I just found eveything else, I got sad and  bought 3 other kind of pants and a "few" tops. But after hours of searching, or maybe it was half I hour, I can never tell when shopping. Time really stands still, espesially when Im with other girls.Its a slow, painfull death. Worse then any numbers or America's next top model. Anyway, I found them... On my way to the bus going home carying tons of shopping bags I actually got a standing ovation from a homeless person. I felt I had shopped enough.



My day was far from over however. Why is it that firemen always wants to come in and have a look? Are they expecting to find a fire that I couldnt see? I had a few firemen visiting me in the evening. Some kind of pancake related incident. I was alone in the house. There are three apartments here, but the others are on vacation, so I couldnt really argue myself out of it beeing my fault, I tried, but they didnt belive me. Anyway, they left, I hid behind the couch for a few hours not dearing to make anymore mess. A burned pancake in the kitchen sink was the only proof left of an eventful evening.... And I was a little hung over the next morning.

I got a picture of the firemen before they rushed off to save another damsel in distress.  

Oh, and the best thing;  The shop near my mum started selling 1 liter cans of beer. Its the best! Its acctually not the best cause before you've reached half, the beer is flat and everyone around you are just starring, waiting for you to give up. Normally I throw down a little more than a liter, but when its all in one great can you can see they have a point. But the empty can sure looks good in the living room. I like drinks... And food... On the pack of the frozen lasagne it clearly states; 3-4 persons, thats a lie, Im sure. Althought the girls at work says that the pack is enough for their whole family. Well, maybe they are lying too.

Its nearly time for another horror trip in the shower. Im very protected of my skin. I actually like it dry. The worst thing I know, and I really mean the worst thing is when Im covered in creams. So yucky! But the problem is that I have very sensitive skin and to keep it from actually falling off I need to treat it well at least a few times a month. At first, when Im in the shower its ok, all covered in a protein mask for my hair, cleansing mask for my face and a homemade peeling for my body containing of hony and sugar. All this I can eventually hose off so its ok, but then I have to dry my hair, and it takes hours! It is now a hundred times more wet than normal because its so sleek. And the bodylotion I rub all over my skin just lay on top, never bothering to sink in. Eventually I have to go to bed but I cant sleep cause I feel Im lying in an ocean of oils. To make all of this bearable I try to find a body lotion thats fun! Prefereble one that can give me a summer glow. Still isnt worth it tough...

Today I've done nothing wrong. Instead I've begun my Harry Potter marathon in preperation for the last movie. A good day!