August 1, 2008

it has to be some kind of retaliation. out of a “what the heck”-moment, i grabbed my cubase-book this morning. i already read my magazine, the way home is boring, lots of things i still have to learn, etc. then i arrive at the train station and the “heute”-dispenser is not empty, but gone. no trivial morning reading today. no nothing. just a clunky book with far too dry subjects for 7:30. i’m, sorry?

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