The brave Karamoon was literally a prisoner in his own office today. Heavy rain prevented him from leaving the office to buy food.
I listened to an old episode of Braindamage and I caught the last 15 minutes of Off The Wall.
Another hot night with very little sleep. A moth the size of a small bird was flying around in my room. It crashed into the light and died, probably from being burnt on the hot lightbulb.
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