Almost thirty
actions of a quiet Saturday:
- Wake up my account, no alarm at a reasonable hour.
- breakfast quietly, with the blinds fully up and the light pouring into the room.
- Explore the Internet in search of the two Italian madrigals I learned years ago in that chorus without a name ... and find: "Io Voria you have the grief of mine" and "Più di me Lieta donna non è alcuna ".
- Answer emails, share interesting links with my roommate from the next room.
- A little snooping over the web, from link to link, from page to page at random until an unexpected the Wikipedia article.
- Put a washer, cook, watch the news, lunch.
- View a bland desktop film between the head and one eye on the fluid rush of Twitter. - Tender clothes, order books, read, read, read.
- dress warmly-favorite jersey, jeans, boots, hat, gloves, coat, scarf, simply go to the supermarket.
- Buy the ingredients to re-do, among other things, lemon cookies in your recommended Marcy blog .
- Get home, put away the shopping, make the cookie dough and put it to rest while trying to decide what movie to see more later.
- Go to screen a set of phrases that will become the perfect excuse, the most trivial pretext for the first entry of the year in Ant pea.
Please keep going. Happy January.
