Not many celebs from school but a whole load of other fun people. Screw Stockholm, it's in Borlänge it rocks. I even had two really interesting flirts, with really interesting guys. I say this kids -- screw big towns, go local. Proper local -- small town stuff.
There were of course also the compulsory "I look like I am in Hells Angels" contingent, literally drooling over my shoulder occasionally kissing it -- murmuring "you were always the grumpy one, right?". Which was when I did my I -can-move-sideways-slowly-which-means-he-might-fall-as-his-goat-beardy-chin-is-leaning-on-my-shoulder. But I took the risk, grabbed my coat and dashed into my pumpkin.
I am still smiling. I was a social genious -- speaking to everyone and increased my network in Borlänge with about 1000%. All sorts of people. Very pleased with this.
And I really liked one of the flirts. So we'll see where this goes.
Good night people. And lots of love from the country side.
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