Sometimes being unemployed is not so true ...
So, actually write on again, I do not believe it even hardly.
The last weeks have been so quiet - they are slow for my taste too quiet ...
How do you know that one has no desire to do anything? If there are three consecutive days only in bed and read - help, I'm out of reading material! All my big Stephen King tome I now again by the umpteenth time, slow is really boring when you know every word by heart! Job Fair has
is still done nothing, but I'm not that unhappy about it. Something will occur to me even yet again, I can deal with me. Especially if I sit a few stories in the neck. In the truest sense of the word.
If my nephew this weekend is as ill-bred, will not be boring anyway, I just have to push tomorrow evening service once, then I have freedoms to Wednesday (also Bars Moderate) and more can hingammeln before me. Hooray, long live my bed because it is so nice and warm and cuddly!
