16 hours of work and I'm feeling good! I was actually thinking about going out with some friends, but I had 1,5 kilos of pasta in my bag, plus my gym clothes and other various things. And now when I'm home, all I want to do is go to bed dreaming away once again about Mr. Grey.
Btw, the pasta was so cheap that I had to buy three packs of it, I'm not crazy. Or am I?
Oh, and how glad am I to not have any work this weekend. AND next week is my last, for this time... Hollaa!
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