As soon as I sit down on my couch in living room with comp on my lap, it is some kind of ulimate sign for my dog to bring all of his toys and start annoying me with them. It is totally impossible to keep writing as he is so determind that I need to stop doing whatever I am doing and start to play with him. Same story now. Anyway I only wanted to tell you that I would never dream to wear shorts in November. Like never. And here I come.
