This is how my day goes
Jonathan comes down and tells me to play with the social network. He looks better than he did yesterday. How's your intestinal problem?
Worse, he says. And my mother is coming in on Thursday, which gives me a headache. (And three other relatives.)
Jonathan then tells me about the noises on his floor. Girls were screaming because they love diamonds. The diamond is huge, Jonathan says.
Now I need to upload a photo to this blog and call it a day.
Flag it:
