FUCKING QUESTION MARKS
I’ve tried to fall asleep for the last hour. It’s just not working… I keep thinking of the people who’s still back home, over seas and in the heart. I hate that I can’t be there for everyone and everything. I’m uncertain that this is what I want. Isn’t it supposed to be? Wasn’t it supposed to be?
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Thanks to plastic, chick flicks, internet and a slight case of narcolepsy, I bought some new gear (for a lot of cash) to make me feel better. It worked. I’m going to try this sleep-thing that I’ve heard so much about again. Good night.
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So, I made a major fuck up with my order - twice. Apparently, the company takes the cash from your credit card immediately with a capital i, and I had forgotten to change my shipping address. So I had to cancel the first order and then redo it, and of course I didn’t put in the right address… This leads to my credit card being debited twice, and I now have a standing deposit of around 3400 SEK, which I’m not sure if and when I’ll get back, since I can no longer email to the customer service. Great job, wouldn’t you say?