So yesterday was just like any other day. Except for the fact that instead of going out to my favorite club like I always do, I shamelessly fell asleep around 8 pm. Turns out that was the best choice for me that evening because at 00:21 am that night someone bombed the club. Thankfully nobody got hurt but it certainly rustled people jimmies. A couple of windows got blown out and the sound from the explosion carried itself up to 5 km from the blast.
In other news: Swedish summers sucks. It's been raining non-stop for like a month. Not cool nature, not cool.