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Theese days are not made for writing.
Last night, I woke up and could happy establish the fact that I hadn’t tried to smuggle narcotics over the border. One of thoose guilt dreams again.
What else then…
Hmmmmm. The weather is fine, salary is not far away, there’s a good concert this weekend, swedish rockgroup Caesars Palace.
All in all, it looks like a good week, except for the fact that I have to work. Nobody likes to do that.
av Max @ 08:47:15