Fredsgatan 12
Sometimes it’s weird when you read in the newspapers about a party you attended yesterday. Like this one at Fredsgatan 12 (ok, now it’s like a week ago). Apperently there was a Zoo-theme(did anyone notice that?), and the owner had brought chickens and mice(painted in pink?) to the club. Just a reflection,zoo with mice and chickens?Come on. Anyway a girl took one of the chickens outside and it freezed to dead, and one of the bartenders had put aquarifishes in drinks and handed them out to people. And someone even said to the news team that the famous swedish swan-laidy had showed up with two swans. I did not know what to belive, but I din’t see any of those things happen. But….
Of course they had made, to use a swedish expression, a hen out of a feather. ok, the chicken did die, tragic, but that was about it. I’m not suprised, nothing ever happens in Stockholm. Nothing bad, nothing really good.
I’m getting a bit tired, therefore the bitterness. I’m just angry at my computer and my pacemaker, they never work togheter. Well, if you wanna make me happy buy me a cup of coffe and a brownie tomorrow. I think i’ll marry the persone who do.
