h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I'm dreaming of a white cristmas...
We all heard it, right. Well not all of us are dreaming of a white cristmas. Som (lucky maybe) have a white cristmas. People like me.

It's not something I've asked for, I can promise you that. I'd rather be seted in 25 degrees centigrade somewere with a cool nice lager than being stuck indoors because it's so f**king cold outside you freez you b*****ks of even thinking about it.

I'm spending my cristmas in the Swedish countryside. It's a butiful landscape out there. Plains all coverd in white, lined out by pine and furtree forests. All snowy and nice like a postcard. The litle villige I'm in, called Hova, has a population of 3000. It's as alive as a semitery at 3'a clock in the morning, butt quite pitoreque. It's nice in a way to cut of all the stress and fuzz in the city. Not having to bother about work and all. But on the other hand I'm hapy I've got such nice parents in law. If I wouldn't ahve I'd be on the brink of suiecaide by now, cause this place boors the hell out of me in the long run. It's a perfect place to stop by in when your having a car holiday in the Swedish countryside, but do not stay longer than a day. It could leed to serious phsycic problems.

Never the less
A very merry cristmas.