Another lazy Sunday...

Sundays are particularly slow. I basically bide my time between meals and the eventually discontinuation of power, which is usually a good excuse to call it a night.

In my boredom I finally decided to take (a very blurry) picture of Bob, the salamander/reptilian creature who I have shared my shower with the past month or so. At first I was convinced Bob was dead: he was always in the same corner and never really demonstrated any activity. But then, one evening, I saw him in the opposite corner… so, then I thought, “He is either alive or water flow pushed his carcass across the way.” Pretty soon, I stopped thinking about it and just accepted the fact that he was a permanent part of the bathroom (either he was alive, in which case I would leave him alone, or he was dead and I wasn’t touching him). Then a few days ago, I saw him scurry from one end of the stall to the other… so he is in fact, living, which is good, I guess. I was a little dismayed, however, to learn that his entry and exit route is the drain I must stand over to actually take a shower. I reeeeally do not want to know what else uses this drain as a main thoroughfare into and out of the guesthouse.

Is it sad that I am reduced to writing about salamanders? I am now on my seventh book and am almost out of movies/House episodes. As for the work I should be doing… well yeah, that’s still around…