my neck and my thigh hurt.
It must have happened when that guy pushed me against the door of my shop.
As always.. i’ll live.. but it’s unpleasant.
It’s not even 8 am yet and i’m up already.. i need to go to the police office to ehm.. i think it’s called “press charges”.
Tonight esther will come here to do homework and i’ll be cleaning the house. It’s still rather a big mess, since i absolutely didn’t have time yet.
Tomorrow i won’t have time either.. since i’ll be going out to dinner.
I just realised that it also means that i don’t have time to work at the wod-online site.
The earliest i’ll have time is sunday.
I’m not happy with that, but hey.. a real life beats on line activaty in every way.
And the thing is. it’ll only get worse.. i need a diary dammit.. i have so much to do.. i need to write it down or i’ll start forgetting things.