It’s been a rubbish few days of weather with drops of rain that keep coming down at the worst possible moments. My main gripe with that is that the temperature is annoyingly chilly right now.
I can be effed with the temperature outside but when it’s 13° in my room, I’d much prefer the 18° that it routinely is.
It’s been ages since I actually sneaked in more than 7 hours of sleep, but last night alone I went 11 hours, which is pretty much a new record since I got here (but thats a story for another day). On occasions I would lift an eyelid thanks to the sound of rain splattering on my glass wall (yes, I have a glass wall, not a window) and detect no hint of sunlight before delving back into the deep warm depth of my quilt and the quagginess of my countless pillows.
Just yesterday my house mates and I set out to pickup groceries and god knows we came back with so much stuff (picture not buying anything for a month, and you’ll have a rough idea on what we needed) we were eternally grateful for living soclose to the markets. What I can remember off my head what we lugged home: onions, 3 kg of grapes, 2 kg of bananas, garlic, pork, chicken, heaps of vegetables, oil, chicken meat & bones, a tray of eggs, noodles, garlic, bacon, ham, spices, ‘shrooms, and chillies. We had something like 14 huge plastic bags filled with stuff.
Unfortunately, term re-opens tomorrow so it’s back to books and labs. I’ve got a hospital visit on Wednesday, actually and I’m kinda looking forward to see how it’s like over here as I already have first hand experience of the settings in a private Malaysian hospital.
Fuck. I was in the midst of doing some image editing for a new wallpaper and after awaking Aretha from sleep mode, I hit a blue screen. Fuckingly fantastic. And NO, I don’t cultivate the habit of saving my work.