Monday Came Again
I realized that my housemate was home even though it was Monday. I love weekdays because she is usually not at home, but it turned out to be a bad day for me. As usual, she started cooking. Damn! I organized my iCloud photos so that I could move them to Dropbox and an external SSD. I went to the bar My Way. I met Shana, who is Ruud’s girlfriend, again. She told me that her child is a fan of Japan, and she is too. She wanted a shirt of the Japanese national football team, especially one with Suzuki’s name on it. I said that if she could wait until October, I would get one for her. I cooked scrambled eggs with a lot of green peas. I do not know why jarred green peas go bad so quickly, so I had to use them as soon as possible. I also cooked herring spaghetti. It was okay. I read a book about FIRE for an hour.
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- Coming Monday Again I realized that a share mate present in house even though Monday. I love week days because she does not house but it turned a bad day for me. She started cooking as usual. Damn! I organized iCloud photos to move Dropbox and external SSD. I went to the bar My Way. I met Shana who is Ruud girlfriend again. She told me that her child is a Japanese fan and she also. She wanted to get a shirt for Japan world cup football team, Suzuki. I said if you would wait until Ocotber, I will get it. I cooked scramble omlet with a lot green peas. I do not know why jarred green peas so fast be rotten so I had to use quickly. I also cooked harring spaghetti. It was okay. I read book about FIRE for an hour.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
