This is worse than my ExtEng poco thing. This is worse than viva voce thing. This is just worse. Bad. Baaaaad.
UND JEDES MAL WIRD'S SCHLIMMER
/random lyric which in context has nothing to do with what i'm ranting about
Oh and I have Pocahontas' Colors of the Wind in my head. In two languages.
And I'm gripped by the feeling that what I'm blogging about is colossally irrelevant/mundane, but whatever.
I've somehow... destroyed all my progress. Major remodelling that... destroyed what I have and... I'm now waiting for some awesomer-than-previous plot to rise, phoenixwise, from the ashes.
Mein Gott, sprich nicht mit mir über 4UUUUUUU
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Sunday, January 30, 2011
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