Okay, I propose that we act Krams the pathetic from the beginning, because then I can freely move on to the hysterical cheers. Deal?
I was not clear under what have been for a terrible pressure I need. Since I arrived in Manly today, I can almost breathe - I feel as if I'd taken a huge chunk of the shoulders. I'm now even the first time in weeks sung again, and found that I'm out of practice. Alternatively, it could also be that some of his neighbors cat stepped on the tail and I had confused the sounds ...
good. Then we come to the part with the hysterical cheering:
IT IS UNBELIEVABLE GOOD. IT IS BETTER THAN CHOCOLATE. IT IS BETTER THAN SEX. I have a bed in a room in Manly. The room is beautiful, newly renovated, beautiful furniture, even decoration - no comparison with the hole in Epping. I have - respect, breathe - Wireless Internet. No wires needed. No more modem that hangs constantly. No Gefiepe more when dialing. YES! The cushions on the kitchen chairs are not sitting. I have hangers. I have a bedspread. The apartment does in English. The dishes are really clean. My new roommates make me happy.
In a word: JACKPOT!
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