Today is another day with a close computer disaster on the private machine. Due to confusion between the synced files and their originals. That is all that happens, move the files, and then wonder why everything takes so long. It was possible to take a deep breath and to return the system to its originatl status, just by copying back the files from the online store.
The thought that the work of the past year was lost is really most unpleasant.
Last night there was involvement with the elderly Argentine. He was upset because it appeared as if his friend had accused him of going to great lengths to scam free meals. That was not the purpose of the visit, the man should know that. Last night there was one beer too many drunk, and the result of that is simply abstinence today. It is not worth it.
And stupid things are said when you are drunk.
The noise up on the top of the hill is echoing down through the valley, and arrives as nothing but background bass and booming tuneless voices. The singing cannot be that bad. There is now also a smell of burning, that is probably people setting up their garden grills.
There will be frying tonight.
Perhaps it will be less of smell if one of the windows are closed.
Close it.
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