KW 30/23

Things I could elaborate upon this week:
the sour smell of a half-digested flokati, that hit me right at the beginning of the week.
The absence of sunlight, while I'd just decided to develop some prints requiring strong UV light.
The vast amounts of water, that fell out of the sky turning the nearby campus into a Glastonbury mud venue (obviously someone up there must have been suffering of incontinence).
Me being obliged to clean the fur ball 6 times a day (in consequence of him attending Glastonbury, unable to stage-dive), which left me with no time to clean myself. The compulsion to publish this post exactly at 11:11 although I did not make a decision as to what point should be pursued further.