i go for a walk when i get home. 90 minutes. just tryin to catch the sun while i can, enjoy the beautiful weather inna beautiful town.
i just tour all around, not really paying attention to whose looking at me ,and who i wanna stab in the throat, or about the throat, or anything like that. in fact, the whole day, i was refreshingly stab-free. i had to take note of that in my blog!
monday ends with me essentially passing out towards the evening. too many fucking ceremonies and not enough gettnig to sleep lateamonies.
