My compuer (name: Johann) is abou 1 year old and herefore pracically decrepi. One foo in he grave, if you will. Bu he’s sill go some ricks up his sleeve. One such rick is his: every day a new key on his keyboard doesn’ work. Can you guess wha oday’s is? Pain in he bu.
It works if you slam it, though, which is why I am still updating. Plus, I’m sure there’s some kind of crazy good metaphor for life mixed up in all this nonsense.
I can' figure i ou hough. So here are some picures:
|Kosin University's pretty serious about their cooking major.|
No joke--there are about 4 more rooms for "Food Chemistry"
|Three little piggies!|
|Prayer slates at the Buddhist temple|
|I am the blood of the dragon.|
(Game of Thrones, anyone??)