Somehow I lost the original copy of this entry. I was sure I had written it and stored it somewhere. As I think about it, it seems that I remember formulating the words in my mind, then turning on the netbook with the TV mode occupying the PC in my room, I planned to type up my Thursday, October 9th blog on that machine, but now I recall that I could not get on the internet. I guess I put aside the task and forgot about it, since I was still tired that day. Anyway, here is a little recount of the day to fill the space. I was completely exhausted, mentally and physically, though I needed to buy food. My last grocery shopping expedition had been nearly two weeks earlier, so that I was low on everything, including coffee and rice. I especially wanted to buy fresh fruit and vegetables. I dragged myself out, after donning jeans and a tank top with a kind of thin cardigan over the second layer. I soon caught a bus, but was not sure where I was going. It was a national holiday, and I was not certain what would be open. I wanted to get to a certain department store where I can find the coffee I like. Fortunately, I spied one that appeared to have some customer activity and it was only about 15 minutes from my place, so I hopped off the bus and tried to find the way in through the stacks of boutiques in the surrounding malls to the department store entrance. I had never shopped at this particular one before, you see. En route, I decided to stop for brunch at a doughnut shop, as I had so little energy. I felt a little better after eating, sipping java and taking a little break, so I found the motivation to continue the shopping trip. I found the food floor underground, and quickly picked out a few things, like fruit, coffee, tinned salmon and green vegetables. That was my main accomplishment of the day. I returned home to watch some innocuous TV, and I think I found a soccer game but I soon felt so drowsy I was able to take a nap for around 20 minutes. I just lounged around some more before I lifted myself up to make a meal. Really, I was so drained, I could not think or get much done. As
you have discovered, I could not even manage to jot down a few words for this
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