Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Just... don't... don't talk to me.

Me, myself and I have been running around campus faster than a rabbit reproduces. God must be fully aware of that I'm Swedish and that my biggest issue here in life is multiple choice, so today I decided to get some help. After reading some valid information and jotting down parts of it I sign out and step outside in the sucker heat California sunshine. BIG flippin' misstake.

Yes, I've heard that Santa Rosa is a big farming community (but also wine growing)so obviously I expected it to smell a little. But not like a fudging cow just took a dump all over you? Don't tell me I'm wierd. I'm utterly disgusted.

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