I HAVE A WEEK OFF
Still unable to find anyone who can tell me what its purpose actually is but that’s the least of my concerns.
Tomorrow: getting my one-month delayed package from the delivery office (miles away, gah) then down to Lahndan.
Tuesday: NAPOLI. WIBBLE.
Wednesday: Return to safer ground, FUCKING HAWKSMOOR.
Thursday: Back to Edinburgh, do some of French essay, Italian carnival night.
Friday: I dunno, sleep?
Saturday: Yeah, sleep.
Sunday: Cheer on my adopted country (and 25% of my birthright) against the French in le rugby.
SOUNDS GOOD MAN.
