missfrifri

You know that an evening out has been a success when you wake up holding a McDonald's bag in one hand, your mobile phone which has been used for drunk texting in the other and your first instinct is to call Stephanie to do some damage control before you, so to speak, leave the sinking ship and leave behind what cannot be saved.

Yesterday we all had quite the night out and about in Jönköping Town. We started the classyness by having £5 wine in plastic coffee cups on the beach, followed by wine in real wineglasses (what an upgrade!) at Twin City.

Since my sister had promised to pick me up, I thought that a bit too much £5 wine wouldn't really matter. Imagine the surprise when it's my dad who arrives in the car instead. Oh well. Viktor who we're supposed to drop off on the way home grabs my arm and says "Frida, if you could, for once in your life, be quiet, I'll deal with this situation and do the talking."
That of course didn't happen since that's physically impossible for me. However I thought I handled the situation quite smoothly until I had to get out of the car and pretty much had to lift myself up. Oh the classyness.

Mum came into my room at 8 this morning and demanded I go for a morning jog when...
"Frida."
"Mhscji?"
"Is this what I THINK it is???"
[Mummy Eva takes up the McDonald's bag.]
"Bad bad BAD Frida. You should be ashamed of yourself."
Oh. The joy of living with your parents.

Message from: Viktor
Sent at: 19.42
Hi Biatch, I'm starting to get fabulous (read: ready) when are you leaving?

I love that my friends realize that they have to use my type of language for our communication to work successfully.