He woke her up with a kiss.
She bit him.
And they’ve lived happily ever after, mostly sleeping, sometimes feeding.
He woke her up with a kiss.
She bit him.
And they’ve lived happily ever after, mostly sleeping, sometimes feeding.
Another Tuesday already?
I guess it’s a good thing that it no longer feels as if the days were dragging on and on and on and taking forever to end. Or is it because I was busy during the last few days?
Things are still…weird. The state of emergency is over, but the pandemic isn’t, and yet, people don’t seem to get the concept of stay the f away. Even if they’re dutifully wearing masks. Especially if they’re wearing masks, because they seem to believe that masks are magically protecting them.
The other day, there were some very confused people in front of Lidl, unable to understand how things work. And how do they work? No more than 200 shopping carts can be inside at the same time, you can’t go in without a shopping cart (because of distancing), you have to wait until someone goes out and you’ll get the shopping cart they’ve been using. That’s it. And yet, people kept failing to understand it. And kept trying to get too close to me, and to grab the cart that was given to me, as if I was invisible or something.
This one might be appropriate (I wish…):
Other than that? Working, blogging, trying to read, enrolling into a course but not finishing it yet because I can’t focus… And, another story of mine, Dahtanje u tami (the title sort of translates to Heavy Breathing in the Dark), now exists in audio form, thanks to Priče za svaku noć, Relja Antonić, and Miloš Petrik (young Adam Petrik didn’t participate this time).
Currently reading: Fountains of Silence by Ruta Sepetys. I’m just a few pages in, seems good so far.
Recently read: Little Women/Good Wives by Louisa May Alcott. I definitely should have read this one when I was 9 or 10. Now, it’s cute from time to time, and I get that it brought some new ideas and new character development and all that, but the preaching tone kept annoying me.
Currently watching: I was going to watch some stuff. I keep planning to do it, and I’m still not doing it.
Currently working on: work for clients, trying not to get stuck with my TBR pile (not so easy with the lack of focus and work coming my way, and of course work comes first), trying to wake up, trying to take some cute photos like the one on the top of this post…
Well, that’s pretty much it for today, see you next time!
The state of emergency is over.
The curfew is no more.
People are mostly behaving as if the pandemic is over, or as if an amulet in the shape of a mask below their nose or under their chin is going to protect them. No distancing. No brain.
Oh well, we’ll see where it gets us.
Current mood, sort of, kinda…
Other than that, it’s the usual, writing for clients, blogging, thinking about losing weight, reading… And, another story of mine, Sestrice se smeju (The Little Sisters Are Laughing) now exists in audio form, thanks to Priče za svaku noć, Relja Antonić, and Miloš Petrik (with special effects by the young Adam Petrik).
Currently reading: Little Women by Louisa May Alcott. I’m not re-reading it; even though it’s a classic and some friends of mine fell in love with that book when we were kids, I’m only reading it now.
I should have read it back then. Say, when I was 9. I would’ve enjoyed it a lot more. I mean, I do smile from time to time while reading it, and I do wish the girls well even when they’re annoying, but that preaching tone almost makes me roll my eyes. Yes, yes, it was very important when it was written, and introduced some new stuff, and people can still love it, and I still don’t like preaching.
Also, perhaps it wasn’t a good idea to star reading it after reading Cormac McCarthy.
Recently read: Suttree by Cormac McCarthy. Maybe a little less brutal than his other books… Oh, scratch that. It’s just as brutal, it’s just longer. Some find it more humorous than his other books; I didn’t find it humorous at all, but there was some gentleness, sort of, that I haven’t seen in his other works, not like that. I’ve enjoyed fragmented and sprawling structure and the flashbacks; some call the book Faulknerian. I thought of Bukowski, sometimes, with all the drunkards, but the characters here were much weirder, and Bukowski is never brutal like this.
I liked the book. Reading Cormac McCarthy never seems to be the wrong choice.
Currently watching: still nothing.
Currently working on: work for clients. And going through my TBR pile. And trying to get enough sleep. And failing miserably with the last one. What can I say, the crisis isn’t over yet.
Anyway, that’s all for today, see you next time!