Oh My

What a gorgeous fucking day it is. I don't even care that I think I spelled that wrong...!

The studio is brilliant, the art making is going well, and June is starving.

theKiller is waiting with the ball in his court this week. How easily I am slain by him, and how well he knows that.

I have met and befriended many of the Americans over the past two weeks - to the point where yesterday I stripped down for one so that she could make a plaster cast of my back for a peice of hers. What us Yanks will do for each other.

There is nothing really else to report other then German's are weird, and when a man from China speaks German it is suprisingly easier to understand then when he speaks English, (just this one guy though...)

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