We go swimming . The swimmingpool we go to is perfect for young children.
Actually, we lived even closer to the border (which isn't a border anymore). Before we moved, we were 2 km away, now about 6. And some things are cheaper in Germany, like fuel so it can be profitable to go there.
Back in the day (it seems like so very long ago now), Rikkard and I would take the ferry down to Denmark on our days off and ride our bikes around and visit our Danish friends. Truthfully, I could hardly tell the difference, laying in the sand and squinting through my Jackie O sunglasses at the distant Swedish shore. It all looked like the same expanse of tidy, organized heaven...
Today I have been utterly bored to tears. I spent a lot of it thinking about where I was going to be for my six weeks in July - September. Sweden...Denmark...Where else? So much to see!
"I was going to kill myself but I couldn't find the right CD."
Visst känns det som att [[[kärleken väntar]]]
Hehehe. you know what? I've never been in Denmark.. I planned to go this summer, but it is cancelled!
Fuck, fuck, fuckety fuck. Bugger, fuck... ...and tits!
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History knows no conjunctive!
Only 10 degrees celsius today. But the sun is shining!
Fuck, fuck, fuckety fuck. Bugger, fuck... ...and tits!