Today I didn't make it to school because I hurt my hand. I dreamed that I was attacked and I punched the attacker as hard as I could, but it was my night table that I punched and my hand was bleeding all over.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
FROM THE LAST KILN FIRING
Today I didn't make it to school because I hurt my hand. I dreamed that I was attacked and I punched the attacker as hard as I could, but it was my night table that I punched and my hand was bleeding all over.
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I would love to drink a nice big americano from the blue mug, in a nice sunny backyard.
You are welcome here, but I guess it's a bit far for a cup of coffee!
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