Yes. Find And Rescue.I’d very much like to be rescued. Let’s be honest. Who would not like to be rescued away from their daily dose and into some special world with inteligent, smart, nice, interesting women? I for sure would. But never mind, I’ll settle with less, just make it One Girl with the right skills and iq and I’ll bring myself to the rescue.

As of off-hour stuff I have been to a lot of parties and had a little too much alcohol the recent days. Thursday I had enough at Mingle Vingle, a party for us newbies at Samfundet. On Friday it was Ralph Meyerz and the Jack Herren band at Samfundet, and we had some alcohol too. Went home late. On Saturday Ivar (smygarn) turned 19, or had his birthdayparty atleast, and after doing some warmup at his place, we went to.. yeah, Samfundet and dragged our asses around the house until uh.. ok, I went home at noon on Sunday. Others left earlier, I didn’t.

So, back to F.A.R. This is a scream, a shout, a far cry from beyond the grave. HELP! This next weekend Vidar (canidae) is due for two times 24 bottles of beer after taking a bet saying that if ITK did lift Regi’s big ship-bell we’d get just that. Beer. So. Before I die. F.A.R.! (And don’t forget the girls thank you)