I deseeded 3 pomegranates while Logan ninefingers challenged Bethod and it's my misfortune that a tedious and jaded activity such as deseeding pomegranates ended much before the duel began.
I guess tomorrow as I roll chapati's the fight should have ended.
Once this book is finished I'm running straight over to 'wisdom of words' and tonight I'm going to go over all the highlighted sections from 'dune' because man oh man were something's absolutely mind ripping juicy!
Speaking of tomorrow there's much work to be done since I'm going to be making up for today.
More recipes to be typed and maybe on Thursday or Friday I will click pictures for the blog.
My desk is tired of all the sticky notes jotted with a billion reminders while I try to hold on to the day like water in a fist.
Each time I curse my time management and feel lacking.
I really need to fix this for myself.
But wait, what am I saying?
It's night and I shouldn't be getting so worked up.
There are nicer things to think about except my hair smells of smoke.
Why?
Because the masseuse uses this special ancient type Chinese technique wherein some sort of very smooth instrument holds a smoking piece of wood and evenly warms the entire stone as I get massaged with it .
It's nice and warm and extremely relaxing every part that it touches. The only flip side is the lingering smoke in my hair.
I must wash it tomorrow.
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