Sundays

I am much more relaxed now. All that coffee sure helped.

It's a Sunday, which equals boredom and... more boredom. Sad for you, the lonely traveler looking for entertainment.

I am currently at my father's house, visiting for one reason, he promised me food. And by food, I mean one of my favorite foods that don't include sausages of any kind, paella. If you don't know what it is, look it up. Ironically (or knowing my dad PLANNED), the Spaniards ate this food on Sundays. We were going to go to Katzereine's for some reason or another but Giovanni had planned ahead to whisk her to the French Riviera for some romantic breakfast/lunch/dinner and then some alone time.

Seriously... damn, I can't say anything about him. T_T

Logically he isn't cooking this. I wouldn't be here. He's about to pick it up. He lured me. And was planning on luring Caterina as well but then remembered she is on some other part of the world. Ultimately, I will spend all this day vegging, working on some songs. I'm working on one that reminds me a lot of what Christian is going through with his entire mess. A mess that better turn out as I'm expecting or he will continue with his life without a vital organ... his dick >_> Anyways, that'll be my range of activities until night time comes.

Fun. That's all I'll say :3