Ohhhhhh, greaaaatttttttt... The depression syndrome is spreading badly throughout the isle. Now Coriolis is the latest victim. Back-trip. I don't like San Juan. The capital is so full of shit, literally. It is a cold cement jungle that preys on you and make you loose touch of the real self. Hit with a brick. Sometimes money ain't just enough... It is plainly seen that God has a huge sense of humor at our expense. :p

I am feeling happy ever since yesterday. Seems that closeness to the Witching Day is kicking on good vibes. At least for a day I get to play being myself without condemnations by society. It is so good to grasp freedom even if once a year...

Seems I'm allergic to the a/c at work, since the air conducts are not in good shape. Got the almost-Daria syndrome, getting all red, face to toe until I get off work and wait 15 minutes... Hmmm...

Kitties! Many kitties! Showering kitties at Lucinda's home! Her man fixed my car's breaks last night in just 1 1/2 hours, and I bought the car's license today... now I only have the window's problem ... Little by little...
Hope there's a light at the end of the road...

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