First of all, Happy Birthday Grandpa!
Yesterday I managed to catch some sort of a cold by sitting my back to the back door of the bus. A slight breeze came from there, actually so noticeable that I thought the door was open. This morning, when I got on the bus I, of course, got a coughing spell.
No use in sniffling either, there’s an awful stench of paint here, and I can smell it. Guess who’ll have a headache by the end of the day. \o_ thaaaat’s right – I
I just couldn’t keep my mouth shut (or fingers tied) to let one day pass without blogging…
¿Qué? “Wrought” is the past tense/past participle of “work”
I don’t understand II and a half
– why people ask questions and won’t bother checking with Google first (I’m referring to “stupid” questions on a translators’ mailing list)
(- why do I go to bed at 10:30 pm in order to get more sleep if I’m still awake at midnight…)