Elina and I went to the local flea market and had some tea with the old people. I invested my hard earned money in second hand postcards, a kitten tray, an american 60's thermos and an umbrella.
To be more precise it was a perfect black umbrella with a leather handle that cost 15kr. Mhm. Maybe I'm patheticly happy and will take ten thousands picture of it and show you someday. You know, maybe.

Today didn't feel vey hardcore. I don't feel very hardcore anymore, if I ever have. Fall tends to either turn me into a dark shadow or make me wanna go pick mushrooms.
This fall I'm in love so I'm buying checked thermoses (since no one wants to pick mushrooms with me.)