This week has been very moved, I started my new job and now that my workday is over, I can say I survived, I love my new chamba I just do not have time or breath (which is great because of the flu jojojo) .
While all kneel on the floor to pray for the apocalypse I thank my blessings, I will continue Morley smooching and hugging my loved ones, and no, I will use masks so if you think I am a biological weapon too bad!
much surprise me because the behavior of us humans, that influenza has been a net anthropological museum that if I went yesterday to buy your birthday gift to Morley and the square was full of race, some with masks and some not but all lining up for the Mc. Dog, I wanted to say that food kills more and more sure that the people of the influenza virus, I guess people feel that gave fluke influenza should be dying of panic, what I called attention was seeing kids and more kids running all around the square (better would have been sent to school) in the end, work is obliged to wear masks and we are taking the temperature all the time randomly.
now hear that there are fewer deaths than the initial figure and the poor fool of the secretary of health is growing old, weak, tired and without illusions, chale ...
race Well, if the world ends or not, I shall live, I wish you a good weekend, my work day this week is over and Morley is on the way to go to dinner and take a beer, I with influenza or wrongly as breakfast and supper. Today it's race, and as I said a grounder noventera very gay about gays: don't talk, just kiss!
