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Tuesday, May 19, 2009

These days I am suffering from my regular, mouthful attack of Aphthous ulcer. Yeah, it is as painful as it looks. I can hardly speak without torturing myself and sounding like a babbling baby. Turns out I can't handle so much coffee, especially when it's 45 Celsius outside.

I want my loyal readers to kneel down and pray their butts off.

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Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
Ernest Hemingway

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Thursday, May 7, 2009




This solution might help brighten a couple of streets of a big city, but it sucks light out of already voiceless and illetrate people who are born to grow food for you. Sometimes I wish for a famine, just to see how big city people survive.

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