Last day of my premium membership. (Kind thanks to lordljcornellphotos and Lazystu)
Might as well write something. Like, an update on my life. Yes, again, an attempt of more practical and less prose-like post. But what is life without prose. Aha, again. And what is prose without life. Double the again. Actually, prose is a lot without life. Prose is very much alive on nothing, just pure stylistics. If one can extend that to such an amount. But then again, I promised not to speak about prose. Actually, no, I am lying. I promised not to speak in prose. But I don't think that's working out, my beloved ones.
The heat is not concurring with my desires at all. From my last complaint about tropical weather in usually known for cold Baltics, not much has changed. There was only one period of time when it was relatively cold or, what I would call, fresh weather - after all the heat, a weird combination of eerie, rainy, gray day, full of muddy gifts for all of our shoe pairs. And it has ended quickly. Finito, right there, as if nothing, as if it was never there, as if -20C never exists here, as if our eyelashes don't ever freeze to icicles. Tropical land. +30 and above. And now someone's poor-to-extremely-catastrophic-knowledge-of-geography by calling Latvia a Latino country is not even so surreal.
Maybe the continents are shifting. Maybe the sun is dying. Maybe I complain too much.
But I have to.
In any case, I already somewhat miss the UK. If only I could combine the alcohol prices and forests of Lithuania with the UK, I would be integrally satisfied. Or not. It is a well known fact that we do not have homes. Or, at least I don't. And I am integral with this fact.
Also, I don't know whether I told you, but I have a katze now. Yes, a cat. His name is Loki. He threw up today.
The best description for this animal is ADHD Satan.
I'll introduce you. In visuals. Soon enough.