Instagram has been showing me the same damn recommendations with very few changes for the past few days and it's tiring me. Same drawings, people, pics, memes. Bleh.
Almost midnight and I'm just about ready to hit the bed, but not before confessing that I overate and overate to the point of feeling guilty.. though that's nothing new considering how every Saturday I make confessions to the same sin.
Ah, tomorrow will begin with a much needed visit to the vegetable market and let's see how it will unfold then.
I didn't get any time to do any reading or drawing or listening.
I want to bitch some about the dinner I had today and how it was so very minimally above average for the the kind of lavish fine dining the restaurant made itself to be and how I'd like to have eaten a better meal for something so expensive.
It's like this that if I'd eaten this for half the cost I'd have liked it a lot more, just that when you pay such exorbitant amounts one expects something a little other worldly in terms of food. I mean it was really nice but overpriced for the kind of tastes it offered. I could almost buy a unicorn steak for that amount..alas, those are probably rare and found only in Michelin.
I'd do a complete discourse on how foods are affected by the country they're eaten in but I've not the zeal.
Saw a man today who carried nothing on his person, save a phone and an umbrella tucked in his back pocket.
Don't know what's so funny about it, but when I saw him this evening I burst out laughing, for no apparent reason except that he was carrying nothing besides.
Night it is then..
Hearts.
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