So it was Jeanettes birthday party last night and we went out to celebrate that. But before that she thought she’d spice me up a little bit and one way of doing that was to dye my hair a bit. "Just a tone, not a strong colour or anything, a bit of nutty brownish should do the trick" and I said yes. Apparently my very scandinavian blonde hair took a liking to the red tones in the colour and now I look like a proper carrot. Not that I suffer from it, I only see it when there is a mirror about.

If I look a little tired here it is because we had considerable to drink yesterday and I am a little bit tired today. For some reason I’m not 18 any more.