A fathers day

Hi guys!

Shorter one today. I'll try to update next week.

Today was father's day in Sweden and so I had my entire family skyping with me from my parents appartment in Sweden. So good to see everyone. It just downed on me that I didn't actually congratulate my brother on fathers day. Congratulations Fredrik! Oh, and I finally got to see my niece awake. She has the most amazing eyes that drills their way into you head and pierce your soul. Or something like that.

So what else? Well yesterday I had not one, not two, but three large meals during the night. One at Hungry Jacks and two at McDonalds (Macers as they say here in Oz). A mighty Angus large meal must be my newest posion. I really think they are spicing it with some sort of drug, cause I really crave it. Damn you fast food. Damn you to hell!

In other news I pulled of working eleven hours with only two and a half hours of sleep. I was back from drinking with a few friends at 5:30, got up at 8:00 and finished working around eightish. Now I'm super tired and going to bed. I've been told by a danish friend that I should stop saying super. It apperently make me sound australian. Oh the horror...

In about a week I fly to Sydney. I'm sad to have to leave everybody behind, especially my work-mates. Without mentioning any names you will all be missed. Though the plan is to actually return to Christmas as mentioned earlier.

That's about it. Yup. Yeah-up.

Oh and Chris;

Imse vimse spindel, klättra upp för trå'n
Ner faller regner o spolar spindeln bort
Upp stiger solen, torkar bort allt regn
Imse vimse spindel, klättrar upp igen