Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Angry flight

I spent the last few weeks of last term telling Sonia to end things on a good note. Not to leave angry and all sorts of stuff like that. But I got on my own flight angry.

Foot in mouth.

And the foot smelled reminiscent of parmigiano. Didn’t taste anything quite like the magical cheese though. Oh well. Get over it la.

 

On a side note. ------------------>

Men don’t really understand women to be honest. The ones who claim they do are just slightly better at guessing.

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