Another completely unremarkable week in the mountains, although my boss is now off on some crazy desert adventure in Morocco so we will hopefully have a bit more leeway during the week (although we're still expected to commute in to his flat every day at dawn for some reason).
I climbed up a mountain again, did some shopping and laundry, communed with some sheep for a bit, applied to a whole lotta jobs in São Paulo, nailed down our trip to London next month, and otherwise marked time.
Got a new compilation in the works, and my phrase of the day means a "banana tree that's already sprouted" - apparently they only sprout once, so it basically applies to fruitless (ho ho) projects that aren't worth pursuing anymore. A propos of nothing...
Speak soon,
Fredding Water
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