My "Cold dish month" just began.
My home is head over heels, 'cause we're getting new floor in kitchen and living room.
Whole family stuffed in guests' room.
My stomach feels like shit.
And I used "my" 3 times in last three sentences.
Capital punishment for violation of stylistics.
Castration for being egoistic jerk.
But who should I write about on my own blog?
How come blogging page's text editor doesn't know the word blog?
Anyways, this (school) year has been damn crazy.
I started returning home usually at about 7 in the evening.
But today I got home at 4. "So much time!", I thought. Then I fell asleep. I did need a serious sleep for sure, but killing another afternoon is just inconvenient.
I find my lack of time disturbing.
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