I sit down to do one thing. I surf to a site. Find an interesting story. Forget what I sat down to do. Find another interesting story (repeat ad nauseam), and 2hrs later, I remember what I sat down to do, and then it's gotten quite late, and I am supposed to go to bed.

Not sure what I wanted to do with this entry, but hey, now that I'm here, I might as well wish anybody out there happy holidays. I am bound for a short stint to Copenhagen, hoping for snow, and good times with family and friends.

I could write about stunningly exciting fairy tales, and utterly predictable predictableness. But I'll spare you, because I remember what I sat down to look for: tickets for Lissabon.

Merry Christmas, see you on the other side of the gløgg and æbleskiver.