i got up at 8am and it was still pitch black and miserable. and quiet. home indeed :)

since then i've been working on my computer and skin extensively. both are under control, i think, and on their way to being perfect. last night i washed my hair and instantly it felt softer and healthier. and i'm spraying the new Femme parfum on myself every couple hours. life feels neat.

prague airport in the morning. gate C20.













czech airlines is still using steel tableware. most airlines switched to plastic ages ago. which sucks, because i happen to like to steal the teaspoons. i got 3 spoons on my way back, 1 from each meal. i feel horrible doing it, but i really dig having this collection with different airline logos...

i checked my phone and only had 1 message, from a friend checking if i was back already. my phone picks up caller/time info even if they don't leave a message but i didn't have those either. no single telemarketer or distant acquintance had called during 2 months time. kinda cool i guess, nobody gives a shit. and the people that supposedly do, knew that i was away.

i feel kinda strange being home, things are familiar but yet not. i should go shopping some things but even at noon it looks like shit outside, certainly not very inviting. at the same time i enjoy the silence and loneliness, but i also feel like calling someone up to go out and just to have company. i dunno.