Flavio Matani (flavius_m) wrote,
Flavio Matani
flavius_m

Didn't sleep enough last night, in spite of which I woke up (relatively) fresh and contented, after long happy multicolour dreams. Now, the day couldn't continue like that as I have to prepare accounts for the Accountant and the Taxman, the moment I dread the other eleven months of the year, like any other self-employed. I'm still drowning in bits of paper as we speak.

One nice break: met Krisztina for coffee at the Rustique Café in Tufnell Park, took a leisurely walk across Hampstead Heath to Southend Green, where we parted. A couple of errands and two buses later, back here to deal, again, with hundreds of near-illegible little bits of paper and find that I have to hunt and download utility and other bills whose corresponding bits of paper have vanished in the black hole behind the sofa.

Awaiting a pupil for the last lesson of the day -ok, only the second lesson of the day... and then might or might not go to the Gothsluts meet at the Knights Templar. The outside world, I have to say, doesn't look very inviting.
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