celtvis @ 2005-04-15T10: 06:00
After yesterday, I brought some of the ingredients for two lunches next week in Denmark, I felt like I wanted to open my own butcher's shop: Incredibly, the quantities you must buy for seven. Next time I order the same half a cow.
Soon I'll have some nice CD's do together and look ready, then empty the Digicamera - hey, I can also transmit some people at last the promised pictures / send / burn. Strangely, it reminds me of a DM-Party last December in Kassel in the spot one ... Believe it or not, but I would like to do to me once again, it was a hell of a welcome change to the local festivities in churches, Maha and elsewhere ... Also there is a (in Kassel, of course, not at the parties) for hours walking through really beautiful park, which would give me now fallen.
is currently myself Hamburg before crowded, I would still / again in Bombay, I'd probably get a tantrum, then you are never alone. Except in hotel rooms, logitsch. But where will ring with a lot of "luck" every half hour room service, "Sir, do you need some towels?" "No, fucking go away."
reminds me was: Dearest question was down there: "Some more Foster, Sir?"
"Yes, a big pint of Fosters please. Thanks."
"But sir, a pint is a small Foster!"
"Then go talk to the bar manager - I want a big pint." ;-)
(problem is that in the UK a pint is 0.52 liters or so. In India referred to as "pint" but a "small" 0,33 L bottle. Take that to the present British realized that a pint in their former colony otherwise than in their homeland from which comes the term at least. * G *
Enough chatter - we see / read us back to Denmark. How
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