I am back

In the heat of this town...I couldn'tfocus to study in the mountains, I'd only look at the view and enjoy the rain. Here, where there's 40 degrees celsius (120 F), I can study better...So what's with the low activity?

Thank gods we only have 18-20 here. But great to have you back, and it seems to always slow down when you go away...

But I kept him company for a few hours each night. With the help of snacks and chlorinated Coca-Cola and crushed cookies. Mmm....

You sure it wasn't cleaning solvent?

Now the three of us are going to have anight to remeber here. If I can join in on your nights alone...
Kris, I'm waiting for your reply on ICQ...Even if Glacialis is with the dream interpretation here. BTW, you'll get mail soon. Tomorrow the latest.

WOOOHOO, I've been waiting for that mail...

But now this is starting to become a 'pile' thread.

(Edited by Glacialis at 11:06 pm on Aug. 9, 2001)

What mail?

(Edited by Amor Fati at 1:12 pm on Aug. 9, 2001)

No...

What kind of an idiot would drink cleaning solvent? And don't bring Andy into this. He's been traumatized enough by vengeful cookie bags. The Cranberries are still rocking here so many, many hours later. Oh yeah...

And sure, you can join in on you know...whatever it was we had. But a warning...Peppy's little smiley face arms run under the table if it gets too late. I'm pretty sure he's not tying his shoe.

You two are cute.
And I love The Cranberries. And I know about that habbit...

Aren't we though?

And what are you talking about? I didn't mention any habits! Now I'm wary...Oh dear! I was talking about tying shoes and not tying shoes and drinking cleaning solvent. Eep.

Yeah we're so cute.

And the Cranberries rock! So do grapes...

Mmm....I'm back to eating!

I feel alone with my pound and eighty-eighth hundredths of a pound. Aren't you supposed to wash the grapes off before you eat them?

Oops.

I am obessed with washing things before I eat them..Fruits and vegetables I mean...
You're cute.
And how do you feel alone? You have US here...

You people keep telling me I'm cute. I'm not a koala bear. (Those little bastards bite, did you know that? Did you?)

I'm obsessed with checking the mail, and alot of other things. I have OCD so bad. Poor me.

Oh...my tummy...it hurts...
It was the grapes. I needed to have washed them. Ugh...my hands are all sticky too. Stupid grapes.

Mmm...all gone.

Bygones...This reminds me of a topic I have to post in Entertainment. Koalas are cool.

"I'm obsessed with checking the mail, and alot of other things. I have OCD so bad. Poor me. "

Me too. Strange.

And my tummy hurts too, because of peaches.