under the sheets

You know what's one of the best things in the world. Yes, huumetukka.com is also one of those, but this time I mean hotel sheets. God damn they feel blasting when you fall in them at 06:24am. (And it's awful as fuck to leave them behind when the cleaner comes to drive you away.) Hotel sheets are always rustly, hard (in an oddly good way) and clean like a baby's mind. Tomorrow it's once again time to feel the endless pleasure of hotel sheets in Tampere. And if you want to share a night with me (not under the sheets) come to the Ilves Nightclub and I just might take a photo of you.