Im ill. I feel like slapping myself with a fish. Or something.
The week was quite a bore. With nothing to do. Nothing exciting happened. Followed the stocktakers around, irregular sleeps and late night televisions. And all the rest was quite a normality. Only that yesterday, I had Baileys' Irish Cream with Danial in camp. Where can find that shit?
Thursday, June 28, 2007
spitted by FizZ at 8:37 PM
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