Sunday, July 20, 2014

The fog is poison

Well, I got The Hunger Games 2: Catching Fire in my cv. Yippee. I reckon, I could have done the two and half hours doing something else. Charity work maybe. Fishing. Selling myself for a nickel. Any would do. Well, at least I drank a few glasses of argentinian red wine, desperately trying to drank myself to sleep.

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