esmaspäev, 17. märts 2008

Tartu. Red, blue, green and beautiful


I are sad for the little people.

And no, not those ones.

Andeora, who is obviously dead as we all know, keeps pretending in her blog that she still exists. Or someone pretends for her, you know... the guy who killed her and hid her under her dorm floor, what was his name? Begun with an M.

House. A beautiful, gorgeous, not -exactly- perfect- but- as- close -as- it- can- get- at- this- time- of- the -year- when- year- does -not- mean- twelve- months, THE house.

Haapsalu rocked. Will write about it and finish my previous post as well.

Engrish for no reason at all.

Lets go and find those skinheads and... you know. What I said back then.

Poor Ninja, was left alone for so long... He's still freaked out, didn't come out of his cage until Mialee made him, so she could clean it and now it just sits on the curtain thingy and looks at us like we're freaks or something. But he ate a lot of carrot and sang with HOMM3 and Vennaskond, so it's ok.

Got to wash dishes.

My phone is still in Urg.

Auntie Dani. Sounds wrong, to be honest. No... Doesn't sound right, that's closer to the truth.

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