languor

fast editing is the way to go but the routine this week is quite frazzled. through random clicks i've discovered a few tautological misappropriations in this blog. however since i'm so knackered and it's only midway in this cluster of penitence, i'm passing until the weekend. this very post is also repetition. it's crucial to be careful and keep the parchments in check.

my flesh is so drained of energy at this point. i've done the errands, modified the dietary regimen, refined the telly planner, gained headway with the calisthenic programme. it's a pretty cutthroat spin amid the tube strike and the rain. albeit the downpour hasn't stopped my ventures at the neighborhood post office. i miss the ray of sunshine. i really do. but mad max is in the background and mel gibson was so hot in 1979, skinny jeans and all.