sábado, mayo 09, 2009
2:30 p. m. - Try not going to work*
And then... nothing happened. It feels cozy in "Nothinghill". Cundinamarca and Carabobo, have lost their sense right now, and seem to be far away, not just at twenty minutes by sub.
Objective: *By accident... my right ankle has turned into an elephant one, definitely it doesn't belong to me.
Stolen time if you've read 'til here: One month.