What was that?
Woke up at 2 p.m. Groggy. Pinned head. And no cigarettes. So by 2:02 p.m. I was out of the house. First time in 5 days. To buy cigarettes.
It was like a battlefield out there. Hudas-whipped. Bawang bomb raid. Whatever happened to those nice firework fountains, and those swirly things. And lusis?
Pucha. Gyera na ito.
And on that note. More like high-pitched eeek, really.
Happy New Year to all!