My TSH-level is still not measurable. Damn! The doctor wants me to take double of what I take now. I don't want! Double-Damn!
I found someone who will pick me up to drive to the triathlon competition next Sunday. I'm glad that this problem is of my mind.
Next thing will be to organize my move.
I need a BIG truck for all my things.
Today someone came to view this apartment. I don't know, if she'll take it. The agent says she will call me for other apointments to show the apartment to others.
The ex-boyfriend of my friend Barara came this evening and left a couple of minutes ago. We had a nice conversation. But I still don't know what she found in him that she fell in love with him. He's kind of nice but - hm - I don't know, not my type at all.
But at the moment it isn't difficult to be not my type as I'm somehow fixed on one special person.
Dark, short hair, blazing blue eyes, slender muscular figure, and a smile that can melt stones...
10:14 pm - June 30, 2009
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