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After having Raclette for dinner on Wednesday night with my flat and heading for a cocktail party put on by our department's excellent caféteria, I was up for a slow start on Thursday, a public holiday in Germany. It was a lovely day, really sunny and hot, which begged to be spent sitting on the balcony reading various papers and books (plus a bit of tidying my room, doing the laundry and other non-exciting things).
Today was nice and hot as well. Fingers crossed for the weekend.
The Strokes, The Modern Age
I sense a distinct lack of ocean here.