Posypało at night. Apparently nothing, such Pitu, Pitu, but in the morning / After all, how else to call time of 5:30 inhuman, of which I have to work crawls! / Already was. White, sticky, slippery, cold, bleeee ..! I ran the shoe on the first drift backyard garden. Bravely somehow dug up the road. On the tarmac! Briskly, but with dignity shuffled off the bus. Come, look - a bus! Apparently nothing, after all, I went to him, but he somehow ... zaboksowany. He wanted to make bidulek in the middle of the village (;-)) zawrotkę, because the loop MASSACRE, but it drew. Boxing a total of three quarters. After half an hour człowieków enough already came over with / 3 courses like nothing! / That they began to deliberate what to do. Peasants took to be pushing the green wrist. They helped so much that it pulled him to sign. The driver of the wk ... Finally someone came with a clever bucket of ash and podsypał under the wheels. Even a social "hey ho, iiii once!" and autko moved! After a good hour and finally went there. On the Swedish jumped in 19tkę - get away! Unfortunately, the Roundabout Grzegórzeckim an earlier streetcar jumped the tracks keen i. .. zatarasował passage. Dygałam his 20 minutes on his shoes. I managed to stay warm, go green, and even a few unkind words to my mouth is already pushing. Fortunately, I caught a 1kę lost in a blizzard. After a good 2 hours I was finally in order. Before, however, on a steamy window in the door of the tram let you pick the crab all the frustration, which tugged me through this morning. Rather than make Nerva to work I left it on the glass.
I wrote there, just a short yet eloquent ass.
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