Think Grace Kelly meets Tank Girl.
With lots of tea.
And a kick ass soundtrack.
Set down Distrito Federal, guey, massive Mexico. With maguey products and exceedingly blue skies.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Live from the nunnery
our office is quiet at the grave. All you can hear is people typing away merrily. there's no banter or interaction at all. too too weird if i did want to speak i'd have to whisper.
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