I've got nothing really profound to say in this phlog, so I'm just going
to make a list of things I've done this weekend, in reverse order.

And here we go (I feel like I'm still a teenager, but anyway):

* I've eaten some my neighbour's tastes-horribly-but-healthy dessert
* I woke up at 9am because of the light after 3 hrs of sleep
* Some girl has tried to strip me in the bar
* I've taken a taxi with unknown people to get near the residence
* I've said goodbye to an unknown girl, just to discover it was the
  second time I had forgotten about her.
* I've watched a rock/metal concert in a pub, with the singer and
  guitarist making out in explicit positions during a guitar solo
* I've done a winning streak of 4 matches at kickers with my neighbour
* I've fried leftover pasta with bratwurst, eaten with ketchup.
* I've gone running in the surroundings, which is basically natureĀ++.
* I've cooked pasta for about 15 people, cream with mushrooms recipe.

That's all for now, folks!