avrelia

I am here. Kind of. I feel like sleepwalking and rather tired. Isn't
vacation supposed to make me feel rested? Okay, it wasn't really a
vacation, only a three day plus two weekends – but it is what many
people only get, and I am spoiled, I guess. Still, I don't feel
rested.

My friend came and went back, and we had a great time that felt both crazy and perfectly normal at the same time.

I also gave up on Toronto weather. I just don't have the will to
bother any longer.

My friend also was impressed unfavourably with the weather – only in
week! She came with the idea that it would be good to escape the
Moscow summer – which is unreasonably cold this year, and after
several nights and days in Canada, she went happily back to cold
Russia. (not That cold, by the way). I want to go, too.

In the meantime I feel I neglected you and my livejournal (clutches
you to the bosom.)

I missed some good things, some kerfuffly things, and a birthday that shouldn’t be missed.

Happy very belated birthday,