
Today, I had to be at the office at four p.m., so I used the opportunity to collect the parcels that had been waiting for me for a couple of weeks, from Germany. I didn't know who could have sent them, but I was suspecting qensio, the postal service research thing, which has been sending me letters with codes for more than a year now and thanks to which I now possess a collection of Eliott Erwitt's postcards. I arrived at the post office, having trudged through all the snow, got my THREE parcels and found a staple remover in each of them. As useless as it is (considering that I haven't even got a stapler), I still found it rather sweet of them.

After going to the office, walking a kilometer in the snow and finding out that I wasn't needed there, I met up with Anya and we had a lovely catch up in a cafe with ridiculous pop music. We then went to my place, to sing... but never did and went to bed at five.
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