fuss

 Due to the relatively early night last night woke relatively early after a long sleep. The cat is upstairs, silence is blissful. Make breakfast and then take the pills. Have a rest for half an hour.

There are small things to be done, things to be arranged.

Spend an hour playing risk, read the news. America is doing poorly, despite all its power. Old allies are looking for new friends.

Went to the bank and mixed up the cards. Because the corporate identity for both types of card is similar, succeeded in confusing the pin numbers. Now it will be necessary to go to the bank to have the number reactivated.

Go to the café to huave a quiet cup of coffee. There is a man in the café talking unnecessarily loudly in some Balkan language. This is misery. Why shout in a silent café?

Go to the barber, the man talks incessantly. He is not a good listener. The more talks, the more he cuts. The hair is now really short. 

Oh well, hair grows back.

Drive the car to the party in the evening. An art space is being opened with a hope of success. It is in a suburb of Landshut, a small place outside a small town.

Leave after an hour and go home. Have enormous trouble finding a parking spot, and then go indoors and make a few test prints.

They work well.

And now the cat is outside the door, making a fuss.