Monday, 23 April 2012

New PJs

I got trapped in the elevator (or should I say lift since we're going for the UK).
Of course when an elevator stucks it will always be in the middle of two floors. That's what happened to me as well. Since I've never had the extraordinary experience of getting trapped in an elevator before, I stood there for a moment but after a while I got that it would take more than that  to make it move. I spotted the alarm button but didn't push it. That elevator offered me generously a few moments of clarity and I gladly received them.

my pirate dog made a hole in its pillar and got stuck in it

PS: pajamas is the best possible present I could receive, so tired of t-shirts.

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