I like a drink, and I always have. The problem is what comes the following day.
I just don’t see the point of making the bed after I get up. The Sisyphean aspects of the pointless task do not worry me; such is the nature of our miserable human existence.
Inside the metal carton were ribs, and they were my introduction. In retrospect they were very probably very bad, but we loved them.
The problem was that I had not bought the tickets in English, so the tour guide had no opportunity to realise that she had a family of English speakers on the tour.
I am an only child. It has shaped me in many different ways, some positive and some negative. I just wanted to tell you all a few bits about it all.
There are two kinds of people in this world: those who can do things in moderation, with self-control and will-power, and those who actually exist.
What I am looking for is something fresh and foreign, delivered to me at the time promised when I place my order. I want as little human interaction as possible, and I am willing to pay.