This blog used to be about my life in Japan. Then for years it served no purpose. Now it is about my life in Limpopo, South Africa.
Friday, April 29, 2005
I live on the 8th floor
The elevator only stops on floors 7 and 10, so I have to go up or down a flight of stairs everytime I use it. Just for the heck of it I decided to see if I could hold my breath from the first floor to the seventh floor. I am not sure why I did that. I am sure I am not the first to do so. But I am almost sure that I am the first person to spend five minutes blogging about such a stupid thing. Why would I tell people I did that? How could that help me in any way? Unless of course it is a plea for help - that's about the only reason I can think of.
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