The Art of Overshare: quiet and rainy, in a nutshell.

..at one pm and went to have coffee. And another one. Gazed round the cafe for a while but none seemed really interesting - just a few young, naive ones, probably still expecting wonders, and a few routinely gossiping. Went to Stradun (and afterwards answered the survey about the appropriateness of walking drunk down Stradun just like Kiwis do, naked and vomiting with 'Every day.') and to the library. Yes, a few interesting titles, but all-in-all - 19th century feel, with whole disheveled sections. Local bus system reliable even in adverse weather, or because. Went to this other cafe where a bunch of unmarried maidens were having coffee. Went home, not wanting to pass any rash judgments. Got online and saw today's Twitter so I thought I'd join in, without the rabid part on politics. This didn't fit. Next, decided to post my 'I just took a leak' events in Antoine Roquentin style.