How To Get Chocolate Out Of Carpet

One of those days ..

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ages take advantage of the limited autonomy of my laptop and write something. I do it because it is one of those days where you do not wait nothing but sit on the train, hoping to be heated first. It is, but I scarf around his neck does not take it off. From this morning I have a strong burning throat I think I'll bring along the whole weekend. And just when I decided to spend out of the usual four walls. My fault: two days ago that not raining and I'm not used to bring my umbrella. Usually I forget it everywhere, and I would be useful in half. So knowingly accept to stand for a quarter of an hour stop 52, leaving the rain drops falling from the eaves and slipping on the jacket passes through the cap. But today is a special day. 'S one of those days which at the end of their shift you feel even stronger than before, you know that the rain will not stop, and even the poor health. You just want to go through the office door, wear headphones, shoot ball to the music in my ears and stay there, waiting for the damn bus and they forgot completely about everything. Oh yes, it's one of those days. Feeling serene and beaming out when the sky is gray, dull, and capable of a clown is not sadden me. And that says a lot about my state of mind. Too bad that all this there is no rational explanation. I feel strong, able to overcome the angry reaction of the links at the end of the day I resumed due to a stack paper, in its "stolen" from their wardrobe. "But the reams of paper for the photocopier does not take you out of here!" "And then, those are our lockers." But so sorry if I deprived of 10 sheets of paper from a fucking that I have not found elsewhere. And then those lockers were open! Here, even she has managed to cause my angry reaction. A ream of paper, but can you? I do not believe that I could ruin this day mica because of your fucking paper? And in fact today is one of those days. It 's true, I have to admit it but I do not know half-measures: excess of insecurity, or Paturnie states of exaltation combined with delusions of omnipotence. But all in all okay. Master of my ability and especially the owner of those are the qualities required in the attic gathering dust for too long. Urgent need for a shower and a shaving pass. 'S one of those days when even tried to give you an attitude.