Listening to one of our brain dead neighbours at the moment. Apparently his watch doesn't show the same time as the rest of this country as he happily is drilling in the concrete walls in our building, almost making our couch vibrate out of the balcony door. Not very amusing, some days I really dislike those boobs next door - it's 9 o'clock for crying out loud! I'll probably write a note and put it up in the elevator... Yes, I'm not sure which neighbour it is so I can just bloody go ring his door - bah.
Put this picture of Lennon up here as a reminder to keep my head up and above the water - happiness really is the main thing in our lives. When I was little I wanted to become an astronaut or an archaeologist, I also wanted glasses, pimples and braces. I do think Lennon had it all figured out though so I'll stick with that ;-)
OK, time to stand up for a while, Elliot is very active and it kiiinda hurts a little sometimes
