on Thursday we knew beforehand that our French lesson was cancelled, so i went over to Chris's house and we promptly fell asleep like iv been telling you all
we woke up, made huge mugs of coffee, panini (which in our version is really just delicious and elaborated, heated in the oven sandwiches) and watched the misadventures of flap jack on cartoon network
we recently stumbled upon that show and have been converted to avid followers by its absurdity and wonderful quality of random
we got dressed and were about to put on our shoes, we started debating whether going to only the History of Philosophy tutorial made sense/ was the simplest solution/ would bring us the greatest amount of happiness
eventually (and not surprisingly) we decided to forgo 1.5 hours of awkward silences as the man who speaks English not very well tries to go over the text on Aristotle, which we hadn't read, by often asking people to read from it. keep in mind that on the best days there's only 14 of us in class...
(none of this knowledge makes the classes more bearable)
SO!
we stayed home, got undressed and had more, epic, tiring, dirty, sweaty and awesome sex which took a really long time and was epic. 
good choice if you ask me
afterward, when we had recovered, we were hungry and desired something deliciously wrong
so we walked a while all the way to KFC where we ate huge things. mmm fried chicken. surprisingly [and this is suprising or i would not mention it] i ate all my food including my fries and all my drink and i felt only pleasantly full. that was awesome. also did not feel sick or gross how i usually do after fast food. WIN!
we went to DDR Studio to visit Adam at work but he wasn't there.
we went to the center of town to go to a big bookshop and look for damn presents for family :/ it was tiring and not very successful. i hate shopping 
with some frantic smsing [thats texting] we organized to meet or lovely friends who we hadn't seen for a while. in trying to find a bar place where there was space we did a LOT of walking. we always do a lot of walking, but there was more this night.
eventually ended up at a hookahbar where everyone made fun of Chris's bad haircut,we had beer and it was pleasant but the smokeyness made me sleepy. [Chris's haircut isnt all that bad, the crazy mad he went to pretty much gave him an army haircut tho and he is sad about it, we all want it to grow fast please)
that was only one day! holy shit.
i will go eat breakfast with my mom in the kitchen now and watch her eat a brownie Chris and i made yesterday. but that's part of the story of friday. [see friday was cool, we made brownies]
