Not exactly how i planned, but not that bad either, thanks for asking. In my free four hours i checked an exhibition of cars from the traditional retro age (’40s-’70s), bought milk and bread at the local Tesco and brought back the Dune Messiah i borrowed monday from the nearby library. The exhibition wasn’t exactly how i expected it to be. At first, i didn’t know it was about retro cars—rather thought it’d be about concepts and such really interesting stuff, especially since it was the design week not so long ago here. It wasn’t bad anyway, just not what i wanted to see then, and not at the price i’d ever be happy to pay for something unexpected. You can go and see the cool cars for yourself, they have a website too.

But at least i could buy what i wanted in the Tesco. It’s surprising how disgusting people can get, supercilious and rude and… the typical jerk—it’d be if it wasn’t a woman. How’s the universal word? Butt? Anyway. I was really tempted to annoy that chick out of her skin, enrage and humiliate her, but i managed to withstand it.

And i couldn’t borrow the Children of Dune because someone did so before me, and hasn’t yet returned it, so i’m Dune-less right now. And dead tired. In the morning i didn’t have a (co)coffee because i didn’t have milk for it, so i wasn’t surprised i was like i woke at dawn, but that i’m again like that at 11pm, after drinking a tea, that’s a surprise. I really need to go to sleep “early” today.

Tomorrow i’ll skip about the half of my math intro lecture, and will probably be late from the practice too because i’ll be attending another lecture on cloud computing and sociology one of my teachers told me about. It’ll be dozen times more interesting than that math stuff.

The day of the dead. It’s so much different here than in the States or especially in Mexico. Every year we go out to the cemeteries where my maternal ancestors are buried, to another town and a village in the county. Today i didn’t go, and naturally i regret it–as always when i don’t do something. I wanted to stay to study, either learn spanish or do my homework to be “handed in” next week, but i instead just lay on my bed and read. And read. Oh, and i also read.

But before that i played a bit with my computer, because my firewall messed up, and it wasn’t exactly the simplest thing at first to figure out what the problem was and then how to solve it. Finally i managed to uninstall and reinstall it, and works fine ever since. Its luck.

I was reading Frank Herbert’s Dune. I read the first about thirty pages yesterday, but the remainder of the first book (roughly three hundred pages) i read today. Instead of working, naturally. It’s almost as addictive as the spice.

I’ve also read this week scanlated chapters of Bleach and Naruto, and it left me with controversial feelings. The Naruto was better than the Bleach for sure, but the happenings are not exactly of my liking. I just hope it won’t turn out as it did last time. And in Bleach, i finally want to see a bit of the desert world again. I’m reading the Dune, after all.

Today passed by quickly. In the morning i (regrettably) didn’t do anything worth to mention, except going with my parents to buy broadloom carpet for their room. We ended up with a nice, bright-coloured carpet, i think it’ll go well in their room, i think it kind of matches them. But ever since, we’ve been working on laying it down, so we had to carry wardrobes all over the room, from one corner to the other and back, depending where we’d laid it down already. Was a nice training, i’m thinking about going to the gym every monday anyway, so this went as warm-up.

I made myself another bracelet (again), but i think i’ll just give it to someone as present because it’s once again a green-black composition, and i already had two of those, and i don’t like it when too many similarly coloured ones are on my arm. I’m considering one with black and orange, but couldn’t yet find any third colour, that’d look good with both and i haven’t yet over-used it. Oh, and it’s an advantage if it’s dark. There are two chances: either i could pick such a colour from those i already have or buy a new one. I wonder.

Oh, and before i forget: House MD is hilarious and deep at the same time. Now i can get it why so many are addicted to it. And if i’m at addiction, i can say i’m addicted to Yui’s album Can’t buy my love—it’s just fantastic.