T0p D0g Reloaded
Saturday, February 03, 2007
The pebbles in the shoe of the long distance runner
So I walk into my friends and they have done something which somehow upsets me. I don't tell them. We're not that good so they could've done what they did, but we're good enough so that I don't tell them I am upset about them having done it. I am complicated like that.
(note for my stalker: when you get tired of discovering things that you think fit the things that you think you know... well, it would be nice, if you could just stop. How do you say that in German?!)