Aiiiiiiiit.. Wuss’up? Miss me, anything? Ok, while the blog already started to getting rutsy We manage to fix the problems which crushed all databases on server. But somehow we fix and countinueing with our work.
Meanwhile, what’s new? Well, I found some good new music artists and put it in my music library. I start to draw a new wallpaper again, I start to mastrubate again, I start to drink again….Ooops.
Oh, I thought this was my diary.

Ok. Please again, stay toon for new upcoming Blog adventures from my so called: Adrenaline life in a foggy wheater.

Peace

...a long time ago in the middle east, far far away.

There was the force, which brings the universe to the balance. It is generally thought that kebabs originated in the Middle-East as a way to cook meat with very little fuel. Because the meat was typically in small pieces (especially in shish kebab), it cooked more quickly and therefore the fire did not need as much to burn.

OK! It’s gonna be a short brief! I found the street. So if you ever go to Barcelona, you find the street Carrer nouh de la Rambla, it’s near the Rablas, so you can’t miss it. Then you look for big yellow table which says:”Rajah Restaurant Especialidades Pakistanes e Indias” And here you are. The best Kebab in Barcelona.

the map:

Yes, well. Yeah, you got right. Blame it on me! I forgot my photo with me. So there’s no pics to put’em on. Damn! But Anyway I must say yesterday and two days ago I ate one of the best Kebab on the world. And where you can find it? In Barcelona. Somewhere near the Placa de la Rambla. Some Pakistan dudes make the most delicious kebab in the world. Unbelivable! This must be rated for top 5 stars. I’ll find the adress and put it here in my blog for all you Kebab rangers!!
But ok. Other weird stuffs you can also found in Barcelona, Like: Ok these is something absolutely normal: if you go to the beach, you chill, you relax and everything, and every now and then some Paki-dude comes around and sells beer, Carvesa, Coca Cola, Sandwiches, cigaretts and other stuff… BUT now you have a new offer: The massage! Yes, the massage. While you are lying on the beach there is not-so-good-looking old female Pakistan comes to you asking you to give you a massage. First you ask yourself:” Well I do need a massage, but I don’t know if I need it from her?” Ofcorse you probably have to pay it in advanced.
And I went to swim ofcourse, mainly because I lost that stupid card game we’ve been playing. But I freshed up in a medditarean water! Anyway, I’ve been tired, and I’m tired also right now. I guess I’ll countinuing posting my blogs tomorrow, I’m going to sleep. To summerized it all: Chilling in Barcelona ->Rating: 5 stars.

Good Night and sleep well..