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The day after yesterday

As volatile as memory is ; remember this.

Thursday, 5. November 2009

Pizza Night

 

I missed breakfast and I never really caught up on my hunger.
At the end of the day I could only think about eating something fast and fat.

For the next two days the car smelled of fast food and I could feel in my stomach for as long.

I'd better buy some milk and cereal.