September 4, 2010
Day 7
You know that huge drop of energy on Boxing Day? When everything is unwrapped, the clothes have been tried on, and the stockings are empty? That’s how I feel today. La Macchina di Santa Rosa was HUGE, and now everything is so **sigh**. Grace slept over last night and we had a decent time chatting. It was quite funny looking back on it, but simultaneously, and without and exchange of words, we both were overcome with weariness and lay down on the bed and rested for almost an hour.
After our siesta Grace and I played Egyptian Ratscrew and Spit for a little over half an hour before we packed up to go to her house. There, I rested again as Grace tried and failed to access Internet. Her house has wifi but weak connectivity.
A few hours later we ate (again). This meal wasn’t quite as good, as we had a…. well a repulsive fish dish. Fortunately, it was tempered by bread with olive oil, green salad, white wine and a banana. This blog isn’t even a blog anymore; it’s merely become a food diary.
I gathered a little energy/went crazy from the language overwhelming me and lack of Internet (apparently the same in my mind) right before I made my vlog for today, so you’ll see that if you watch those. However, with one (current) exception I try to at least feign some excitement even if I’m completely devoid of any energy. Yeah… I care about you (awwww lessthanthreeee)
It’s late now, and I have “miles to go before I sleep” in a semi-literal sense. I shall speak more upon this later, now it not the time.
X
Thalia.
PS. You know what should be a word? Overwhelmsion. Or maybe: overwhelmption. How splendid, right? Hell of a scrabble word too.
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