Poor little critter.
I just love animated images like this.
I decided to write a letter. Better ask for favours before my dutch courage runs out.
Oh. My. No. Balled. God. I only just realized that it's 11.54pm. I thought it was like, 10pm or something, and it's actually nearing midnight. Not that there's anything wrong with midnight.
But that means I missed The Wedding Planner. Crap.
French chatspeak is difficult to master.
I actually made a list. Of things I want to do during the hols.
Lots of my blog posts are pretty pointless. I deleted some of them, but the pointlessness of them all. Sigh.
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