I feel a little tired but glad to be home, want to have a long rest!
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I feel a little tired but glad to be home, want to have a long rest!
hehe, I hit the back of my head on a beam today. :D Now I got a headache, but it could have been worse, I could have damaged the beam with my thick skull.
Depressed like all the last days....
Tired from the horse show this past weekend, but hopeful.
Ouch! Have you received treatment, Claes? Fortunately, I have never had them, but I have seen others, and it looks very, very painful! :eek: :eek2:Quote:
Originally Posted by ClaesGefvenberg
Well, as for me today: not bad, feeling slightly reserved.
Excited:banana:
I got my contract for the universitry halls and guess what I have internetr in my rooom :banana:
now all I need is a computer....or laptop which is better do you think oooh
This is exciting :D:::D:D:D:D:D::D:D
Not very bad but not great either.
I'm not here.....this isn't happening.......
regretful and nostalgic ... i think of a friend of my university days ... he likes me a lot ... but i was cool to him on the last days when we were together ... now i want to talk to him but we've lost contact ...
Lazy, and a little ill (this extreme heat can really make me ill-feeling - maybe some dehydration :p).
Yes, I have to admit that it hurts like a bear but it's not really dangerous as such, and I have the medications I need to take the edge off it. Treatment will have to wait until size and position of the culprit has been determined. I'm ok for now, though.Quote:
Originally Posted by mono
/Claes
a little thoughtful today............
Like Avril Lavigne, I am loosing grip!
:banana: I'm glad to see Pensive around . . . :banana:
TO A MOCKINGBIRD
Richard Henry Wilde (1789-1847)
Wing'd mimic of the woods! thou motley fool!
Who shall thy gay buffoonery describe?
Thine ever ready notes of ridicule
Pursue thy fellows still with jest and gibe.
Wit, sophist, songster, Yorick of thy tribe,
Thou sportive satirist of Nature's school;
To thee the palm of scoffing we ascribe,
Arch-mocker and mad Abbot of Misrule!
For such thou art by day--but all night long
Thou pour'st a soft, sweet, pensive, solemn strain,
As if thou didst in this thy moonlight song
Like to the melancholy Jacques complain,
Musing on falsehood, folly, vice, and wrong,
And sighing for thy motley coat again.
Haven't thought about that sonnet at all so if it is offensive or negative I won't take any blame for it :D.
My back hurts...and I'm tired (than again it is 1 am).
Other than that, feelin fine.