First message. Don't really have anything to tell. It's late. I really wanna go to sleep. What the heck.
We have some crazy chickens here. Three of them. The first one's always brooding to make very very sure the big fat nothing under her hatches. The second one doesn't like the pen so she's always elsewhere to be found and the third doesn't like the other two so she's just noisy to make sure every one's heard her. And no eggs. Losers.
Home alone. Sister's on Erasmus in Poland. Sovjet country. Bit homesick but she'll do fine.
Got my grades by the way. All good no probs.
See, 7 lines and I didn't even feel like writing! Rockin' Nighty night don't let the bed bugs bite !
