crapped on by a bird - again
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Vancouver, 2002.02.16
Wuh, it happened again - crapped on by a bird. Maybe now my luck will turn around.
twenty-eight years and a million words
Wuh, it happened again - crapped on by a bird. Maybe now my luck will turn around.
An error doesn't become a mistake until you refuse to correct it.
—Orlando Battista