Got ice-cream. To achieve this had to sacrifice a rehearsal in a shed that's stuffy even in winter.
Oh how shall I cope?
Furthermore I'm in my private little world once more (see subject-line of post) and my tendency to italicize words starts to irritate me.
Other people have windmills, I've got my own fraults.
At least I understand both of the conflicting parties
I won't procrastinate any longer
Off to the wonderful world of Borrelia burgdorferi sensu stricto
(In this case it is allowed)