I woke up.
I tried writing for a while.
I made breakfast and ate it. That took a long time.
I read.
I made lunch for myself – pasta with mushrooms and zucchini and mild tomato sauce.
I cleaned myself and some things in my apartment.
I went to work.
I did a passably decent job of teaching, but my heart wasn't really in it today.
I corrected a bunch of stuff.
I surfed the internet – French wikipedia, if you must know: somehow reading geographical entries in French makes them even more interesting. At the least, they're more challenging – my French is pretty lousy, although my passive French is still much better than my passive Korean.
I opened the window on my browser that allows me to write this entry, but then I didn't know what to say.
So I wrote this.
[daily log: walking, 5.5 km]