Bikes, garbage and the same boarding queue
And finally I made it on the Internet. For euro 6, a small robbery. But hey. I have disconnected syndrome. So talk to you in a couple of hours.Tdaaa-daaa!
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Defuse, diffuse
Love notes and deadlines, broken skin, traffic ahead and dreading it, me and other vane people priced 700, 450, or 250, depending on the cover. Here is to traveling, here is to taking it one thing at the time. It’s hard to focus.
I feel like such a wi-fi wiz
And it’s totally unjustified. I have not invented anything. I have merely followed some indications over the phone. Life!
Howzit hangin’?
I’m writing this on a minute keyboard. It makes writing very painful. But there is no other connection for me to rant on. For some reason it’s a free day slash national slash populist celebration. God forbid anything fails you now, you are then officially fucked. The vet is celebrating 1st of May. So is the cable guy and the internet guys. Yes, I might have an internet addiction, but so far it’s been harmless.
Only now I am also hungry. The fridge was empty and so was my account too, thanks heavens for credit cards. So now I am drinking a dry white Castel Starmina. Not adviseable on an empty stomach, nor on a short temper. Nevertheless, I am a stilish bum, I challange you to state any different.
One last advice. Stay away from a controversy with me. I will orally sweep the floors with you when I’m like this.
Cheers and happy 1st of May to you too!
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