December 15th. - Christmas office

Never again. Waking up at and downing 1 1/2 litres of orange juice isn't a good way to start the day. I think it might somehow have to do with the akvavit, whiskey, red and white wine and the beer I drank last night. Or it might have to do with the pinnekjøt and rice pudding I had last night, it was probably the rice pudding.
Well what have I learned, then?
Well, first and foremost not to eat rice pudding. Second there are still parties where I'm uncomfortably young to go to. I wince went out with a girl a couple of years older than me who was shocked to hear I was eleven when the twin towers went down. Third, there are groups of people who dance worse than library-students.