Working Sunday
I met my elder sister’s nephews yesterday for the first time in two years. I thought they would ignore me growing up, but they were still children. I felt relieved about it. I had a deadline to finish coding for a web site. The proceeding with it was delayed but I didn’t realized it actually. I had a grilled eel for dinner. It was affordable as it cost 698 yen, so my mother got it. Furthermore, my sister gave us the bento from the Buddhist memorial service. It was fantastic! I fell asleep around 10:30 p.m.
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- Working Sunday I met elder sister's nephews yesterday the first time in two years. I thought they were growing up then they would ignored me but they were still children. I relieved about it. I had a dead line to finish coding for web site. The proceeding with it was delayed but I didn't realized it actually. I had grilled eel for dinner. It was the affordable price of 698 yen so my mother got it. Further more, my sister gave us the bento from buddhist memorial service. It was fantastic! I fell asleep around 10:30 p.m.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
