Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Bronze like a Brazillian

I ended my day by ironing.

My most hated chore in the whole wide world. So much for spending the day doing my favourite things, eating my favourite things. Not sour about it. Just merely stating. Documentating.

Egged by friends. I will start (for real, this time) to write everything and anything. Even information that is of zero value. Or so, it seems - at that point in time.

26. What have I done with my life?