How is the weekend?
Get stuck at all. In the country there were - heat, birds, at first everything was fine. And then all to one. She picked up the strawberries and burned her back. I was bathed in a cool swimming pool - I got a cold on my lips. The strawberries were eaten, apparently eaten out of habit, now this mixture when it comes out in the toilet, I feel the drink. Allergy to flowers. Here again, the infection, now and the barley is trying to jump out on the eye. To sum up: I sneeze, I feel discomfort in the toilet, I can't smile, the wound breaks, I can't paint - the eyelid hurts. Well, you know, now I can't prove to anyone at work how good it is. All my appearance is silent sympathy.