11/29/11

So, I was at Stockholm week ago with Sofia. I was a pretty lazy photographer, those are the only photos I have. What we ate: master chef Mikko's cookings (first one bad, second not that bad), tacobuffet, cheese, punch in a pot and on the boat back vegetarian burgers and a breakfast buffet. But the real reason for the trip wasn't eating, it was Skrillex's gig! It was great of course, although this time I didn't concentrate as much on the actual artist as I did in Helsinki gig, I was more keen on being more drunk, kicking people asses and get beaten up myself. After gig we did continue to some bar (that was way too fancy to look as fucked up as we did..) and from there to Sebbe's place but didn't have the bubblebath after party that we were first planning :( Well, maybe next time (which will hopefully be soon). And maybe that time I will be more active with photographing and try to do a bit more other stuff then drinking and being hungover..

listening: Comeback Kid - Wake The Dead

11/27/11

Pre-christmas partyyyyyyy!

Too tired to write anything specific.

11/23/11

Our housewarming party where everyone had fun (in the photos at least):

These pics doesn't really tell what it was like. We had free punch and shots to (almost) all, got warning before 10pm from a neighbour and the apartment was at some point so full that you couldn't almost move. We have no idea who gave us which gift but they were great (exc. alcohol, snuff, random stuff) thankss! Because the cops didn't never come before we left to Tavastia, we thought that we survived without any damaged, but it turned out that someone broked our neighbours fence and we also have a fist mark on our bathroom door. But that's not much if you think how chaotic it could have been.
It was fun in Tavastia too after a loooong time, don't remember seeing much of our guests their but I do remember it including opening up to my sister, hanging in men's room, one disturbing hipster, getting saved from him, walking home and waking up on a alarm in my phone's calender(?) "Otso" and a phone number, who the fuck?

On the next day I left to Stockholm and gosh, it was a total hangover nightmare day, but I didn't have to clean up:)