granada is weird.
i recently owned the ugliest pair of sunglasses i ever owned. i found them in the street in firenze, the last place bright enough to guard my eyes, and lost them somewhere yesterday. i now own the largest pair of sunglasses i have ever owned.
sevilla was full of orange trees and catholic re-enactments that eerily resembled the kkk. our humble versions were not so sinister but a lot more fun. i got to be jesus twice.
it´s hot here. i like that much. never have i been so glad to see sunburn on my shoulders. apart from that i have not much of interest to report. i´ve lost all motivation to get a job, not that i was particularly attached to the notion. i have no idea if i want to stay here, so that´s probably a no. if anyone has any ideas as to what i should do next, please let me know.
my apologies to the old croak for the fistshaking and curses. no, i had nothing to do with it. two to go, according to st malachy.
i recently owned the ugliest pair of sunglasses i ever owned. i found them in the street in firenze, the last place bright enough to guard my eyes, and lost them somewhere yesterday. i now own the largest pair of sunglasses i have ever owned.
sevilla was full of orange trees and catholic re-enactments that eerily resembled the kkk. our humble versions were not so sinister but a lot more fun. i got to be jesus twice.
it´s hot here. i like that much. never have i been so glad to see sunburn on my shoulders. apart from that i have not much of interest to report. i´ve lost all motivation to get a job, not that i was particularly attached to the notion. i have no idea if i want to stay here, so that´s probably a no. if anyone has any ideas as to what i should do next, please let me know.
my apologies to the old croak for the fistshaking and curses. no, i had nothing to do with it. two to go, according to st malachy.
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