Sacre bleu! I really need to learn some more french profanitys, the amount of boring situations I find myself in yet somehow I end up amusing myself by thinking of possible ways of offending people... I think the best ones are when you make them as weird and as vile as you can make it. Things like, "if you don't do that, I'll piss in your suitcase." or "if you don't do that, I'll put glue in your toothpaste and clean the toilet with your toothbrush." Admittedly, they aren't brilliant, but when your subjected to the wilderness with a lack of internet connection or the interaction of other people or abundance of pornographic sattelite TV channels then you do start to wonder what the fuck is going on in your life...
I've spent the day reading, eating and sleeping pretty much. Woke up at some ridiculous time in the morning and decided that I would watch "La vie des autres" which translates to "The life of others" however, despite the fact I'm pretty sure that theres an english dubbed version, the version that I had some how ended up with was in either french or german. My german is pretty poor, I can just about ask for a coffee and thats about the extent of it. So it was to be that I would watch it in french, I think I should of put the subtitles on as well although by the time I'd realised this the film had already started and I couldn't be bothered to do anything. I watched about half an hour of the film before I decided that actually I hadn't got a clue what the fuck was going on apart from these detectives bugging this directors flat, and that was as far as I'd got before I decided I wanted to go back to sleep.
Then, at 10:30 to my horror, my dad came in saying that I ought to get up... Despite the fact about two days before he had clearly stated that I could stay in bed for as long as I wanted. Unfortunately after explaining this to him and he'd left the room, I couldn't actually get back to sleep so I had no choice but to force myself to emerge from the sheets.
From then on it's not as if I did anything interesting all day. We went on a short car journey which actually lasted about three hours and didn't actually end up going anywhere. We drove through endless bits of country side intersected by small villes, which incidentally consisted of these rather large and grand structures of houses. They're typically tall, and extend much further back than you'd expect seeing as the width is quite narrow in comparison. They all have this kind of interesting dark mysterious character about them... And even the inhabited ones seem to look derelict, not to mention the unhabited ones. In fact, there is such an abundance of all these old town houses that must be absolutely huge and have nobody living in them.
So when we returned, I spent the rest of the day sleeping on the sofa. With the occasional interval of reading my book, which despite the large font size, I'm only on page 140 or something; Even though I've been reading it since saturday. I'm almost quite ashamed at how slowly I'm getting through it. Usually I'd of finished it by now. I don't mind though, it's a very good book, being quite simple fiction and nothing too strenuous. The plot isn't too bad and the descriptions are absolutely brilliant. It may well be that the reason why it's taking me so long to get through it all is that the descriptions are so intense I become completely thrown off track. Something like that...
Oh, and the most interesting part of my day maybe was that I went for a swim at about 10:30pm... In the freezing cold. Interestingly, the water felt warmer compared to when I went in during the day in the blazing heat. Apparently it's to do with the difference in air temperature and water temperature. The smaller the difference then the more temperate the water will be. The bigger the difference the less temperate it'll be. (unless it's really cold outside, icey for example, then the water will most likely be icey too.) Science lesson over!?
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