Okay, it was not literally for ever, the cucumber frog. It sort of started smelling after a week in the fridge...So, now I'm frog-less again and trying to cope with it.
Nothing is really happening - Kaare is away somewhere, it's 8 pm and I'm still fiddling around with the thesis. It's okay really, 'cause I am accompanied by my second raspberry caipirinha and some great old Buddha Bar tracks I dug up.
Kaare is going on holiday next week and I am starting to wonder how my health will cope with that. Seem to remember how I wrote my bachelor's thesis locked up alone in my flat with some bottles of Whiskey, a tiny mountain of cigarettes and some Swedish Knäckebröd.
Well, it went surprisingly okay that last time, so there is no need to freak out or go shopping for real food.
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