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I've given some thought to it and decided to write some nonsense in this blog. Today marks the first full week in Stockholm since getting back from a wonderful month or so of far-away Singapore. Actually it was 42 days, since the border control made me count. Gotta keep track on all these strange people coming and going. I guess there might have been a full scale search party looking for me hadn't I departed in time... yeah right..

Anyway just getting back and not hungover anymore (3h transit in Helsinki took care of that one) it felt like a good idea to hit it off. Several drinks later Marie Laveau seemed like the place to go to, but when we got there it really wasn't. All the people there seemed to have some sort of highschool reunion or whatever, which we took as a cue to head off. I mean who would want to take part of anyones reunion. Maybe we could have passed of as the bullied gang everyone had forgotten about and had gotten some free drinks so that the perpetrators could get rid of some guilt. But it seemed more like they were still bullying us so and being upstanding and with lots of selfesteem having walked around angry for all these years secretly concocting this great master plan of how to get back at them, we did the only thing anyone in our situation did. We left.

Since we had all this anger now pent up inside of us we decided on Spy Bar as the next stop. Maybe we could have struck up a little bar fight or something. Of course this was not really going to happen and after a few cocktails and some silly dancing. Plus points goes to my buddy Henrik who found out how he got home by searching for clues in his cellphone. Apparently he had documented his cab ride with some nice picture. Go reptile brain go!

Oh and here's one for all you hard gay fans, Singapore's best toy store?