Behind enemy lines!

Right now I am blogging from a strange computer owned by Anna. (Famous from the internet too...).
Yesterday I saw Sirkus Alfons for the third time in one month. I feel like a stalker...

Tonight I will see Burned Out Punks. I hope they get really burned out. Damn punks.
Annas mother is singing. And tonight she will cook for me. I am happy.

Stockholm is a strange town filled with superstyled, what we in sweden call, förortskids. And a lot of emos.
I prefer the förortskids.
(Sa någon LOL?)
(SA NÅGON ALLA VÄGMÄRKEN!!??)

Peace Out!