The wind outside the office building howls and moans and gusts of rain hit unsuspecting UN employees on their way to work. Today a huge public transport strike was supposed to take place but they (who they are)decided to call it off last minute. Yes!
On a weirder note: yesterday evening (which was a very pleasant one, with my friends and I having ice cream and wine in bed while reading glossy magazines and discussing life) my steel shutters broke down with a loud crash-like groan. They cover the entrance doors to the balcony from my room and when they don't work I can't see daylight or access the balcony from my room! And of course the land lord is in the UK.. Maybe I could fix them myself (famous last words)?
These last couple of days I have been convinced that the 6 Dec was this Saturday, i.e. that my new flat mate was moving in tomorrow. It dawned on me yesterday that it's next week - so I have one whole week of enacting Tom Cruise's scene from Risky Business around the flat!
Ciao ragazzi, have a good weekend
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