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Im ill. Want to lay in bed, read Chekhov stories and be asked to come downstairs for some chicken soup.
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We have spent a Catholic Christmas. Ive got a lot presents, such as a Fitbit from Jonathan and a set of oil pain from his ex-wife. Thats the strange thing - she also presented us a framed froto of me and Jonathan. Isnt that insane? Is that to supress my alertness ( Read more... ) -
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Ive been to the Christmas market today. No Christmas mood without Jonathan ( Read more... ) -
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It rains but warm outside. Not feeling too good. Like a high temperature, but its 35.3 degrees. Made chicken for lunch and pumpkin soup for lunch yesterday. Made a salad for breakfast and need to think of what to make for dinner. Created a nice Christmas card with me and Jonathan ( Read more... ) -
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Start of my diary called 'In Case I Die ( Read more... ) -
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Хочешь мегапиара? Да как нехуй делать ( Read more... ) -
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Хочешь мегапиара? Да как нехуй делать ( Read more... )
