gack, gack.

[fuchs]

I need an icon of a beheaded chicken running around clue- and aimlessly but energetic nonetheless. Because yeah, that's me right now.

You know you work too hard when you're on a path you usually cycle along four times per shift with your trusty bike, and you're pumping away on the bicycle lane... only to remember that you aren't, in fact, on any bike (because you had like two tons of paper to transport and your boss gave you money to take a Taxi for once), but you only notice that fact because a car honked at you. And then you suddenly understand why you're so unbelievably out of breath. Noone walks as fast as they bike.
Oh MAN. XD
So guys, I'm so sorry I'm bad at keeping in touch, mailing, even doing things about birthdays. X( I'll improve, promise. Keep your fingers crossed that I won't try to change lanes to take a turn... while on foot.


And Happy Birthday ladyelleth! :D

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Ich bin nicht sicher, ob ich WIRKLICH verstehe, was du sagen möchtest...wenn ich so was schreiben würde wäre ich eins...bis über alle Maaßen verwirrt. Vielleicht nimmst du das Taxigeld, packst das Papier ein und schickst es per Post vor o.O oder du hörst erstmal auf zu rennen und stellst dich an die Seite um zu überlegen wohin du nochmal wolltest???
*rettungsweste und 1Hilfekasten reicht und hofft das das man gut geht*