When I came to Poland, he was living with his girlfriend, his parents stockpiling vodka for their future (yet unplanned) wedding, but by Easter he was with me and not with her…
…and it had nothing to do with me.
I mean, that he was with me, had everything to do with me, but that he was not with her had nothing to do with me and everything to do with her…
…and him.
I know that now…
…and I think she does too.
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ania_2000
February 23, 2010 at 3:52 pmLucky him – he was saved by the bell;)
Kasia
February 23, 2010 at 4:30 pmI've read your whole blog and will not even be trying to explain to my office mate why I giggled most of the time 🙂 It reminded me why I decided to leave Poland and why (which is not really a paradox) I still miss some things about that weird country.
fajny_nosorozec
February 23, 2010 at 8:17 pmKasi-weird country? It's not perfect, but I wouldn't say that it's weird…There are many, many things to love there.
Szeherezada Stiepanowna
February 23, 2010 at 8:48 pmŻycie, Chris :-)Tak miało być i tyle. I jest dobrze, prawda?Pozdrowienia znad morza.
Chris
February 24, 2010 at 8:03 amJest dobrze, nawet bardzo, to jest prawda.
Szeherezada Stiepanowna
February 24, 2010 at 9:12 amI o to chodzi!:-)
aneczka
February 26, 2010 at 7:14 pmStockpiling vodka for future wedding – sooo polish haha Interesting blog
Chris
February 26, 2010 at 9:22 pmIt's better than a savings deposit!