weekend wars

since i take photo classes now i get to borrow a camera from my school! i'm not sure that includes taking it out on town, but what's the point of having a camera if you cant use it to take pictures of your beautiful friends having fun? yeah exactly. so i did anyway.

christiane is back in town!

we got all dressed up and went out in the night, the subway is so totally glamorous.

pout pout pout

we convinced each other to wear heels, not very dance-friendly, but at least we looked hot.

went to see bonde do role, pretty great concert.

after a while i gave up and danced barefoot. rip pantyhose.

trond erik onstaaage

after some messing around we ended up in this dodgy pub, kinda boring, but familiar faces all over.

happy julie

saturday we went to see some friends play.

(nice sunset.)

and then we went to freudian kicks for some free booze, thoguh we mainly hung out outside in the window sills as usual...

and then... blablabla

haha, flashhhhh

theeen we went to the fuck shop (the club-thing, not a real fuck shop, sadly). too crowded, sortof got thrown out, escaped backstage, met junkie looking woman who told us to eat crackers if we got knocked up.

the end.

ps. im working on the answers...

ps2. the safe as milk-mystery is solved! turnes out it was the captain beefheart album after all. hm.

shoot

after days of taking in larger amounts of variously interesting information, my head feels more or less empty. so instead of me writing something, i thought you could, meaning we'll have a little question round. all cool blogs need a question round. ehhh. but anyway, try and come up with some fun questions now, and i'll answer them as good as i can. GO WILD

you're a young girl, you should be at home.

taxi driver, martin scorsese

all parties should have heart shaped balloons

photos by ida

LOVE

safe as milk

this little sentence was saved in the drafts on my cellphone around 3 am some night last week. i have no idea what that was supposed to mean (all those free drinks...), i doubt that i felt like reminding myself of the captain beefheart album or something like that, so we can just pretend that it had something to do with milk the blogger. at least she's got great legs and knows how to wear pink. two crucial qualities. or at least worth a drunken sms. or eh whatever.

photos: imilk.blogg.se