Tuesday, June 12, 2001

I dreamed that suddenly I could effortlessly carry out each right end in my class of fu of kung as if I simply had to rather surmount a mental barrier than physical.

I dreamed that my owner had devoted a whole room in his house to the play of Samba of Amigo.

There are not really too many things more recreation than drinking a beer or two whole while playing a square RPG of Playstation.