Meanwhile in Amsterdam..
The best feeling ever is when you wake up on a saturday morning and hear little Puck playing piano. She really sucks with playing piano, but that's not the point. I don't have to rush anywhere. Why should i rush to somewhere, if there is a fucking "apple cutter" waiting for me in the kitchen? Everything is already done and built for me. After shower i crawl back into my bed and leave my door open. Because that's what you do at home.
Oi, oispa täälläkin jo noin kevät! :) En malta oottaa, että sais rauhassa fillaroida, ilman että pelkää liukastuvansa. Kesästä ja kesätamineista puhumattakaan :)
VastaaPoista