I fucking hate dishes, there are always at least 4000 things to wash for no reason at all, I don’t get it. From now on, wash everything in real time. I have devised a system where I punish myself with 1 Leva whenever I leave a dish in the sink and put the money aside in a coffee cup. When it reached 100 Leva I go to Burgas and spend it on sushi.
I took matters into my own hands and got my own hole-tool and boom. I’m self made and therefore should make my own holes instead of relying on some woman who will overcharge and complain the hole time.
Well, I guess the church and religion in general would be worse. Football people are violent and shitty but they don’t put their fingers into little boy anuses for fun and pleasure.
They are keeping the park and I WILL HOPEFULLY have lights to the main road and not a gravel pit I need to scarily accelerate from onto the back highway. This is just such great news for me.
Countless pockets but it’s also a rucksack with top and side access. The top rolls as needed with a MAGNET and clips (zero possibility of anyone stealing my vintage magazines or cat food). Waterproof and crazy heavy duty (the material is like steel). Seriously just fucking epic….and on the side there is a super protective and cushioned zipper area to hold my strawberries (and other berries) so they don’t get squished. I am so happy.
The rucksack part is awesome because you can expand the bag by more than 50%…perfect on those cheap flights I take. I can fill it just enough for it to fit in the airline metal lobster (where they test)…then after check in…I can open it further and dump the rest of my stuff that I have stuffed in my jacket pockets and on myself.
Ohhh and there is a secret MacBook and iPad pocket against the back..
It’s hard to take anyone seriously when they have one these plastic penises in their mouths, especially a cop at an accident scene. 17th century life, today.