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Okej, då David gnällt om att han inte begriper ett dugg av Lacrimaes blogg kommer nästa inlägg att vara anpassat för lata amerikaner som inte lärt sig svenska... ;) Grammatikfel och stavfel kan förekomma, feber är inte den bästa förutsättningen när man ska skriva något som inte är på ens modersmål...

Less than one hour 'til the game starts. Lacrimae's got it all planned. She's gonna turn off her phone, take the computer with her to bed and listen to the game while eating dinner. If it looks like we'll lose the game, Lacrimae will turn off the cell phone as well, as she knows she'll get taunting text messages from people supporting the other team. When it's all over, and we've won, (of course we'll win!) Lacrimae will send texts to them, making sure they won't be as happy as they  were about the fact that she'll be visiting them in two weeks ;)

Lacrimae just wishes the fever could go down a bit. She's getting tired of being sick and it's boring just to be at home. It's getting old. (she's been at it for what, a little more than a day or so..)

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