It's one of those Friday where I haven't made any plans, I don't know who to call, it's too late to go to the supermarket to buy dinner (they close at 9 PM in Norway, in less than 20 minutes), and it's even too late to go see a movie (the last show here in Oslo is usually -- again -- at 9 PM, unless there's a late-show featuring a soon-to-be-released flick; pretty sad). Oh well. I guess it's back home to have a sandwich, chat with the cat, and watch a DVD or two. Not bad, but then again not ideal either. I really miss living together with someone else: it can get on your nerves, but you never have trouble finding someone to do something with. Being by yourself gives you freedom to do whatever you want, whenever you want it...in theory. But in reality, you're more limited. I think.  ¶ 20:44