zašto san ja još budan?

hm, ovaj moj blog se u exploreru lipo prikaže, ali u mozilli je sve zbijeno, ono masu slova jedna priko drugih, i sad ja to pokušavan sredit, ali ne ide me baš...al, ono...ako ima neka greška sigurno je neka banalna glupost, tipa točka, zarez...ako neko misli da zna kakva bi pogreška mogla bit, bilo bi ljepo da to napiše u komentaru...:)...sad ja iden spavat...:)

p.s. još tri dana do rekordnog dinamovog poraza ove sezone...:))

- 03:29 - prosvijetli me:) (9) - troši papir uzalud:) - link posta...ako te baš zanima...:)

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