No news about anything today really (yet) but I’ll, as I do, write some pointless stuff anyway.

I’ll start with a joke for my Swedish and Swedish speaking readers:

As I walked down Avenyn today after school I noticed a little shop.
This little shop is a chocolate shop but it also sells ice cream.
It advertises it’s sale of ice cream on a window where a big sticker says ice cream and under the text there is an arrow pointing to the front door of the shop.
I thought it would be funny to write a B before ice.

Ok. Not the most mature joke… or is it. One could have the point of view that to be mature is to let oneself be and act in whichever manner one likes, and I don’t mean anything extreme here. just not being confined to demographic social norms.

Ok. That on that.

I will leave for the island of Orust this afternoon. I will go to Andreas and Annas new house. I’ll be back tomorrow though, in time for Man. City vs. Arsenal.