So another career day went and with setting of a giant ball of fire we celebrated this passing with cold alcoholic liquids held tightly in a crystal cold cylindrical shape made of a mixture of silica obtained from beds of fine sand and then pulverized. As we licked our battle wounds we recounted our stories of triumph and woe, though in this instance mostly was woe. If you want the synopsis go to the bottom.
So the story is like this, unlike last time on a cold snowy December morning… Continue
Posted on March 28, 2009 at 8:12am