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Das Verschwinden des Josef
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by Olivier Guez

17853 days until until long birthday weekend. oh no
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Monday

23

May

2005

Will We Manage?
POSTED in: Ramblings

It is only 222 entries until 2000 Weblog entries. Do you think we will manage it on the coming Free For All this Friday? 😉

Some diet books are so bloody rediculous. Out of total boredom and unmotivation I skimmed through one yesterday evening, and under who is not supposed to make this diet it said: “people in their final stages of cancer”. Yeah right, are you kidding? It is so stupid that I almost fell off my bed when I read it. Thats like “hmm, what could I put there…”, and really it makes the whole book worthless, because how reliable is a person that writes such things. Not to mention how incredible nonsensitive it is. When I checked who wrote the book, it said a journalist. Ok, so much for that.

The post office called today and asked if I could work a week in the middle of June. I didnt even ask where why how, I just said yes. Why lengthen it.

Today was just a bit too much reality for my own liking. And now, everyone jump on the train to nowhere. 😮

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