Today I woke up with a really sore nose. seriously, i was really close to like cutting it off. I guess I'm catching a really bad cold. My Granny called and asked if I wanted to ride with her to järpen (at the time i had a wee hangover). I went out, to her car... and found three grannys in the same car (!). Two of them were her sisters, but GOSH, they all look the same. I slept all the way to Järpen, only to run up to the guest room to sleep some more. Granny came and woke me up 45 minutes later. We were going to see dads quire concert. It was in a church. I always get the creeps in church. It feels like everyone knows what to say, exactly at the same time...except me. But who cares..I dont belive in God anyway. The concert was good though. Great, happy musicians. That always puts a big smile on my face. In that sense I'm enlightend.
God bless me.
I miss my cutzor.
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jag saknar min bästa...
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