Work, and work, and work....

There's a lot to be done. And nobody will do it for me.

I did a lot this month. Organized my room and living room. Researched on Raspberry Pi and electronics. Edited some Wikipedia articles and organized some files on my computer.

I'm far away to the ideal state, but given how tired I become doing it all, I might take a break from those. Then I caught myself thinking how much work I can do now, and all the work I could have done if I wasn't wasting my time when I was younger. Well, I'm glad I didn't have the power to do more before or I would go nuts.

Sunday

It all started with a piece of paper. Two names on it.

Three states away from home and after tripping all day long, we got into the castle, safe from the cold drizzle. After checking all kind of  swords, daggers, knives and coats of arms, the beard man, a blacksmith, wrote them. Two books.

Azincourt, by Bernard Cornwell, and Warriors of God - Richard the Lionheart and Saladin in the Third Crusade, by James Reston Jr., are their names.

Two months later, here I was taking the paper from my desk, when I noticed the mess on it can be sorted. Well, without all the paper that was put somewhere else, the job didn't last long. But hey, since my parents aren't home to forbid me, I could also organize the living room. And I did. Books moved from one place to another, cables regrouped, and electronic devices inspected, not necessarily in this order nor limited to these.

Finished the living room, I was back to sort the computer files (I was already doing it before finding the paper), when my parents arrived and asked me to do some groceries. After waiting half an hour on line, I come back one hour later and was back to my pending tasks, including answer the questionnaire from a research I'm volunteering.

Then dinner, some study about Android stuff and a failed attempt to take a picture from moon and Venus.

It was quite a shallow day, wasn't it?

Missed, part 1

Dear blog,

looks like I forgot about you, but I didn't. In fact I've been thinking about you, about sharing my stories and my secrets. And here I am. I must confess, you're not the only onde who has been lacking news from this reckless writer.

Over the last days I've been missing talking to my friend (uh... my long term crush) since she haven't replied much lately. Maybe she got mad because I've been playing too much lately...

The thing is: since this is a new month, I'm going to work on organising myself and I'm starting with organising my room and learning the basics from french. Moreover, this is my friend's birthday. I wonder what would be a good gift for her.

Well, I'm sleepy and I'll stop here for now, but I'll write you again, soon.

Raf