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Das Verschwinden des Josef
Mengele
by Olivier Guez

17853 days until until long birthday weekend. oh no
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Sunday

16

November

2008

Lina, The Hat

I need a weekend knitting project and this weekend I was left without one. I panicked, how am I supposed to not study when I dont even have anything to knit!? So in a spurt of moment decision I decided to knit a hat: Lina to be exact. A good pattern, the turn out is good and it might get my new working hat. Maybe the people who see me at work will be impressed and totally absorbed by my new great hat so that they wont even bother to look at me. 😉


Tomorrow is the worst day all week, so stressful. Plus in my second lecture we are going to tour the big main uni library across from the festival halls, oh no. Not only stressing from work to Uni but than stressing from Uni to the library, eek. 😯 Oh well. Tomorrow I will most likely find out how I did on my exam. I have a really bad feeling. 😕

Have a good week everyone!

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