I woke up about at half past ten o’clock in the morning, got up, took my morning medicine, dressed up, and dabbed some lotion on my face.
For most of the day, I had a horrible headache and I was also sleepy, I slept in Mirette’s spare bed fully clothed because the heat and the humidity was making me dizzy and sleepy.
Later the day when I managed to get up from the bed, we went downtown on a subway train. We were supposed to go see one of Mirette’s online friends, and we hoped zie would turn out to be the 25- year- old woman zie was supposed to be, not a 50- year- old geezer. We waited for half an hour, and zie never showed up so we decided to leave.
We went to a shop named Tiger in Forum shopping center and swooned at the amazing products, and then visited a supermarket in Kamppi shopping center. We bought lots of groceries and treats, and then went back to Mirette’s home.
Mirette made some mozzarella pizza, zie had also bought mozzarella sticks with sweet chili sauce. They were the most scrumptious food I have tasted for a while, but the mozzarella inside was a bit hard to chew.
In the evening I decided to go for a walk. It was about half past eight o’clock in the evening, and I had eaten so much pizza and mozzarella sticks that I felt like I had swallowed a basketball. I went for a walk to clear my head and soothe my swollen stomach.
Of course, I know the perils of a woman walking alone downtown on a weekend night, but I was mostly safe. Except when I had to run to make it to the subway, a fat black man shouted at me “Yes, fast, fast!” and laughed.
I took a subway Sörnäinen, and walked to Hakaniemi. I walked past a shop that had all kinds of bags, purses, and suchlike for sale. I spotted the most amazing Hello Kitty backpack, and knew that that backpack was made for me. I decided to add it to my shopping list.
Once back in Mirette’s home, I took a shower and brushed my teeth and took my evening medicine, after that I went to bed. Mirette watched the football game on TV. I am not interested in sports, but it was nice watching it with a friend.
And oh, while I was sitting naked Mirette’s spare bed and rubbing basic lotion on my skin, I actually managed to smear a bit of my own poop on the sheets! I hadn’t consciously pooped on it, I have been toilet- trained, but I guess I hadn’t wiped my butt properly when I had gone to use the bathroom. Nevertheless, Mirette changed the sheets and we both had a hearty laugh before going to bed.