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Monday, July 30, 2007

coffee in the pot

So its been a while and surprise surprise not that much has changed. Well actually dont drink as much coffee (well didnt ) as Luke the barister left the other 3 of us to go do some races in germany (he races a different discipline). So now he is back and coffee seems to come up alot in every day procceedeing. OO and may i add that the 50-60 year old man onthe computer next to me looks like he is looking at 'gentalmans' websites and i keep pushing 'a' instead of 'e' on the freaking keyboard. . . . but then i am Kiwi so i guess im just writing how i sound . . .to the rest of the world. Every kiwi iv met knows im saying pen and not pin when i say pen. WHOO just needed to get that one off my chest. So read an email from my sister today which i recieve about a week ago but it was too long for my state of mind then so i only read the first line. Then at the bottom she rambled on because she didnt think id read that far.. . . i love that sisterly bond where you know just how things are with the other, semi true but i did read it in the end.

Went out with the other 4 boys the other night to the only pub in Pila (PILA:population 50 80% of which seem over 100). We got taken care of and made it home in the morning some time with some cheese form a farmer who was ment to milk his cows at 4 but managed to leave the pub with us much later and drove home drunk in his fiat panda. Ill tell my kids a that story (little bit more to it). Woke up most of the old folks on our way home apparently. (must sleep with there hearing aids in). Found that out from natasha the bar owner who the decrepids were blaming for the noise.


ill leave it there cause thats pretty much it.