Thursday, 20 August 2009


I got a cold. The one that hunts you down in a day, molest your body the other day, the third day its on the way out and on the fourth day you're all fine again. These three days feel like forever.

And I can't make out any smells, except my own snot and mucus.

Thursday, 13 August 2009


First part of eleven finished on the new story called Lust.