I'm not sure what the correct spelling is- schnapps? schnaps? shnapps? Anyway, in Swedish it's snaps and that's the word I'll use in this blog. Why am I ranting on about snaps you ask? Well, my supervisor had a dinner last Friday for the staff in my unit to celebrate that the Blue Book was done on time and to say goodbye since he's moving to another department. The dinner consisted of massive amounts of Danish Christmas food and of course, snaps. And ooohhh myyy, drinking snaps is like asking for a kick in the head. It took me a sober weekend and basically 48 hours to get rid of the hangover, thanks!
The day after the party my flatmate moved in around ten in the morning. Needless to say I opened the door wrapped in a blanket, bleary-eyed and definitely under the weather. I had warned her though that I would be in a bad shape so I didn't make such a bad first impression as a roomie as you might think. At least, I hope not.
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