Woke up at 8-ish or so. Got up some half-hour later. Amazingly I still have not eaten the pack of chips. Was just so tired yesterday and my head hurt and my stomach was already filled with potatoes that I had no desire to eat them. Still not dead, but bleeding no longer.
Ate: garlic-bread, chips (lots of chips) and potatoes. Mood: -2.
About the referendum, of course it wasn't passed. 74% voted against so hopefully that's settled and maybe someone does something to make sure this nonsense does not happen again.
Today I started reading Petals on the Wind by V. C. Andrews. I read to page 80 which amounts to 18% of the book.
I finally also wrote my review for Flowers in the Attic which I originally planned to do yesterday but forgot. Recently she came home from the store and bought chips, a lot in fact. One pack of lays fromage for me and one for herself and another with spring onions which we shared. In fact I wanted to trade mine for the spring onions but she said no :). So in conclusion I have not yet eaten my fromage chips, that will be later. I can't remember the last time that I had eaten that many in one day. Now there's really nothing to do, because it's Sunday so now I'm just playing dress up games.
So now I'm becoming obsessed with news.
Now she's making me potatoes, well actually boiling them now and later cooking. So after Futurama is over there will yet again be nothing to watch so I think I'll just watch some My Family episodes later or something. I've been thinking to watch Seven (or whatever it's spelled) some time next week. I told her my concern about the eggs, but she shrugged it off and said you couldn't get sick from it so I don't know what to think. And yet again there is still nothing about the job. It would be kind of cool to have some sort of independence. END OF ENTRY.
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