Mii- Mii the ever- loving 🌼💗‿💗🌼 (kattidya) wrote,
Mii- Mii the ever- loving 🌼💗‿💗🌼
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First of all, I HATE Fifty Shades of Grey because it’s poorly written and whitewashes abusive relationships as a normal part of the BDSM subculture.
Thanks to YouTube, I had seen the trailer of the movie Fifty Shades of Grey in an ad when I was watching a video about skinny guinea pigs.

Last night I had a dream about my WIP novel Wild Roses, where the main character Pedja, a shy 17- year- old boy falls in love with Joonatan, a wealthy and sophisticated man in his late thirties. The dream scenery merged in peculiar harmony with the scenes I had seen in the trailer.

When I woke up, my first ludic thought was that I had forgotten where I live.
I got up, took my morning medicine, washed my face and put on the first clothes I found from my closet. I made oatmeal porridge for breakfast, and also ate some fruits. I noticed I had run out of milk, and one of the lightbulbs in my kitchen needed replacing. I was happy that I could afford buying both milk and lightbulbs and I wouldn’t have to wait for Wednesday.

I went to visit my parents’ home, so I looked at the bus timetables. I decided to take the bus 335 to Raappavuori.
I ran into my friend Lauski in the bus, she told me she was on her way home from work. I was amazed, some people are coming home from work when I still have the taste of breakfast in my mouth.

I got off at Raappavuori, once in my parents’ home I sorted out their mail and noticed that they had received yet another Xmas card.

The main reason why I came over was because I wanted coffee. I used up their last coffee grounds when I brewed some for myself.

I took the bus 571 to Myyrmäki, visited the library, and then went to Myyrmanni shopping center and visited Citymarket to buy treats for mine and Suvi’s birthday party tomorrow.

Once home, I was in a terribly moody mood even if I had remembered to take my morning medicine and eat a decent breakfast.
When I noticed I had received mail that wasn’t a pizza flyer or a bill, I perked up.
One was a self- made card from grandmummy, she told me earlier she had taken part in this hobby group for pensioners. It was in the shape of a black- and- red robin, the same I had done in kindergarten.
Another was a package; it was an Xmas & birthday gift from fuzzy_ninja. There was a Silly Fox pen, a gilded notebook, cute stickers, and an Autobot sigil bookmark! THANK YOU SO MUCH, MY RAREST PEPE!
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