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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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Saturday

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November

2017

The Joys Of Being Lazy

I cant believe how much time I have on a Saturday, on day 3 of NaBloPoMo, when I dont have to work. Crazy! I usually work most Saturdays, afterwards I usually sleep until well past noon and before you know it, Saturday is over. So much better like this. But not doing the Saturday shift also means no money. Oh well. Money is not everything, is it?!

Proof that Emma is a little crazy:


Most of my day I spent reading The Dumb House by John Burnside , which is incredibly well researched and oh so upsetting. No yet sure what I think about it, dont want to think too much about it just yet…

Apart from this I ate and ate and ate. On some days I cant get enough. Good thing I swim so much, I would weigh a ton otherwise, I am certain of it. Lots of candy, lots of cookies. I also thought a little about the trial I am in, because they are already trying to recruite me for some other form of apharesis and I think I would do it, but my venes are a huge problem. Isnt it so unfun that once I seem to react to something positively, my body wont cooperate. Highly upsetting, and really, there is absolutely nothing you can do to improve the venes. Sad.

Werent you missing all of these Emma shots? Nooooooot! She is just sooo cute!



And with this: sleep well my friends. I cant believe my Blog is fixed, ahhhhhhhhh!



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