Well, we're on a roll. And no luck, exactly.
Wow, that bites will occur. I do not reach at the moment (wood), but people want. Ch, by whom he was already worried me for some time (yours is one sector that difficult these days), I confirmed by phone to be unemployed. Sounds cheerful, confident, as always. But I always liked to disguise weaknesses. To me there was a time, I think, it cost him fool. Would not have achieved this time, and that serenity is true. Plans, not the easy. He deserves luck, but the great white queen walks elusive lately. See if they stumble.
And then, J. and we will drop a bomb today, at noon, those who leave the listener more clever in blatant offside. What to say, what comfort or hope sucker can take one of the sleeve in such circumstances. We try, you do what you can. When perhaps it would have been better shut up and give a hug from friend that modesty ("fools!" Castel say) I stole.
Meanwhile, I read books that seem written on another planet, and for people from another planet. I hear of the strike pickets and grandmothers of bogeyman, and in return, not a newscast honors the suffering of workers "down"-taking euphemism to go without question to the block (if statistics make the case that I know of my little socio-familiar universe, material). It is raining outside.
And I'm still happy.
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