Woke up 7-ish or 6.30-ish. I'm not sure and I don't know why I woke up so early. Yesterday just watched TV. Went on a book downloading spree yesterday.
Ate garlic-bread, cake and chips. Mood: -1.
Crap it's like 20.38 and I haven't written anything for the entire day like since morning. OK so stuff that happened today. We made a cake with condensed milk. It turned out really good. But before that I finished reading Doctor Zhivago. The ending did not impress me. Also tomorrow, despite my previous plans, I'm gonna start reading Abundance by Sena Jeter Naslunda. The reviews (the top ones at least) at goodreads.com were dreadful so my experience would tell me to listen to them but it's like an itch that you can't possibly not scratch, you just can't continue with your life if you don't deal with it. Also I just realized that it's been a week since we've returned home and I still haven't done anything that I was supposed to do the previous Sunday, but then put off to Monday and now it seems to put off indefinitely. So yeah.
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