Pheromones: Remember

Yesterday was again written with a delay . In the morning I slept after 10 am, I was supposed to start repairing laptops, but I was going very slowly. At that time, my aunt and uncle left somewhere. The unattended IBM laptop did not start at all. I suppose the fault is on the graphics side, because the bios looks good, but it can't load the graphics module. At 3:30 PM I was supposed to have an appointment with Kasia, but I postponed it to 5:00 PM. I left the house at 4:24 PM, my bus ran away and I went at 4:40 PM. Still the driver fucked me, but I wasn't afraid of him. Earlier I got yesterday's dinner from Auntie, but I really like it. Man, poor Kasia, I was 20 minutes late, until I was stupid. She didn't use any jealous tricks on me like other girls do. I didn't even apologize, but I promised I would make it up to you three times. We were supposed to go to a cafe on Sienna Street, we looked for it, but I couldn't find it. At least Kasia treated it with a sense of humor and we visited nearly half of Krakow, B�onie, Cracovia. Every now and then a guy in a balaclava is running around I confided a lot to Kasia, she also told me about her illness: inflammation of the connective tissue. Poor could not move from the bow for almost a month, now she is on steroids. Terrible! We parted at the Grunwald roundabout after 8 p.m. I hugged her and we kissed. She kissed me first. Earlier she hugged me. But I stood up - that's how it worked for me, I didn't know what to do with it. In addition, when I kissed, my eyes were open and I didn't quite know what I was doing. I also heard some aggressive voice: give the money back. I was also a bit afraid that the guest would also come to us. I went home, there with my aunt I chose a watch for his friend, I also had a little impression that the watch should be for me. Very nice, too bad it doesn't have a bracelet. After that, I talked a lot with my aunt about her work, I listened carefully to her, asked small questions. Nice conversation, I also exchanged a few text messages with Kasia - it was quite nice. I went to sleep, being in the toilet I noticed that the switch has "curly" hair. I shook them off, wondering if it was my fault. I talked to the poet about it, he said that he even fucked the first one. An interesting proverb: When people are happy they are happy, when people are sad they cry, and when people love they fuck