What happens when you decide to buy a flower in the can? You get a scary poem
about sunflowers for free:
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[http://i0.wp.com/stormgrass.com/images/NILcoffee.jpg]
Great, now they’re selling my coffee in cigarette ads.
[http://i1.wp.com/stormgrass.com/images/fountain1.jpg]
[http://i2.wp.com/stormgrass.com/images/funnyfountain1.jpg]
We went to buy delicacies and have brunch at the Naschmarkt:
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Now that I’ve sworn off the cancer-stick, on to my next infatuation:
It’s been a lazy weekend, and as I’ve been extremely uninspired for the last few
days, I’ve been fearing I wouldn’t be able to update my blog with witty