The Eleventh Hour

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Remember this day.
Remembrance Day.
For the fallen.
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Never imagined actually tapping on my keyboard and then "blogging" something.

Right, let's get down to the funny business, shall we?

So, it's actually worth it to go on a Sunday to look for a hard anodised wok. With bloody grooves too... GAWD! That is so unbelieveable. Well, it doesn't matter now, since we've bought it. That is just... urgh...

Oh, yeah, met another classmate, from the gang of four "Cheena" girls. I'll get smacked in the face for this later. No matter. That makes two-fourths, or 50% of the quartet. Cute.

My feet are killing me. Need to rest. Really.

~ Lyne