Thursday morning, I'm just contemplating hitting the sack.
The 400€ turned into 500€ for the bikes. I should have known the wife and kids were going to rip me off. Ah well, it's only money right?
How can anybody quantify the happiness of a child?
Quite easily actually but I'll stop right there before you, dear reader, start thinking I'm a heartless... Mmmmmmm.
Well, no more posts now from me until at least Wednesday next week. I don't think the brain will be up to anything after the festival so it all stops until then.
ALL OF IT.
Every thinking process besides swallowing, chewing, communicating in a very basic manner and listening to music stops forthwith.
ps. Forgot evacuation of bodily... oh never mind.