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God, I'm tired. Cleaned up the flat, drove home, deposited the luggage, gift-wrapped the overdue birthday gift for my niece (toy cash register, of all things—*groan*—, but she absolutely loves it and has apparently been asking for it all the time ever since her birthday a couple of days ago), spent more than an hour on the underground and bus getting to my sister's new flat in the middle of nowhere Groß-Enzersdorf, helped put together the IKEA mini-kitchen she (the niece, not the sister) got from my parents, spent another hour on bus & underground, and had Russian lesson, at which point the day started to feel slightly surreal.


Briefly went through my photos & am a bit disappointed, because mostly they all pretty much suck. Either I've lost it completely, or I'm better at finding beauty in unexpected places than photographing it when it stares me in the face; maybe both. Still posting this though, because it gives a pretty good impression, in spite of all its postcard-kitsch glory.