dimanche 22 avril 2007
The table dancing- preparty
Sometimes actions speak louder than words.
At one point, our neighbour actually knocked on the door. Since I was the closest to the door (unfortunately also the drunkest) I FOCUSED, thought for a while about the best to open a door and, here it comes, opened. All I remember saying was "Oui, biensur. Pardon".
Biking to the park was also harder than it seemed. So was walking. But I actually managed to, and sat down in the grass without as much as stumbling. I was so impressed by myself. So were the others. Bendik actually went as far as complemementing my walking skills.
"Well done", he said.
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Att dansa på ett bord är fasligt mycket roligare än på ett golv.
Visst är det! Tyvärr tyckte inte grannen det. Ursäkta om jag är ovanligt seg med att svara på kommentarer. Ska bli bättre, lovar...
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