Today we moved to the third floor. Who are we? Yeah, the team at work. It should've meant we started the real work on the real system, problems of the training period on the second floor should've been almost over. One of our colleagues said 'don't worry everything would be ok when we go to fourth floor.'
From the trird floor you see nothing; a brwon house is so close to our work place that you can shake hands with a naked person coming smiling out of a hot shower. There was no shake hands. Actualy no shaking for a very very long time.
The only thing that matters, and you can only see it if you lay down on the ground in the far right hand corner is conical-shaped minaret (I don't know the right word) of a nearby churh. It's very pointed. Lay, Wedge: what composition could one do of these 2 words?
I had 2 half-pints of beer during the break. I don't usually look sad. You get it, I do these days. My land lord wants to get the rent raised by 50 pounds. I'll have to leave soon. Could I share? I don't think so, I'm so accustomed to be alone and do things whenever I want to. Why sould interest rate rise now?! Sit. Sit. Take your time.
27.9.07
Set Your Interest
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