Just a cold november day

that's how i see november

Today i woke up to the arguing and yelling of my mother and my brother,
so i can't say that i had a particularly pleasant morning.
But then, we are the most chaotic and weird family
on earth and the sooner we start yelling, the sooner we make peace,
and i'm kinda used to it.
But this morning was "saved"by a hot cup of coffee and by my discovering of
a new, amazing song.
I must confess that i used to associate the name "Pete Doherty" more
with Kate Moss than with music,
which was such bullshit.
I found this song, "Delivery" , that just...made my morning.
I simply love it. Good job, Pete.
Meanwhile, it's november. The month i hate the most.
The november light is too sharp and brutal, it makes things appear much too clearly.
Just like neon light.
And believe me, sometimes the blurrier, the better.

Listening: Delivery by Babyshambles

Reading: Last night of love, first night of war by Camil Petrescu

Watching: That 70s show

reading old tolstoy

so i'm halfway through War and Peace and
to my pleasant surprise,
i really enjoy it.

it is a surprise given the fact that historical novels
usually bore the hell out of me.

well, it's only historical, though a large part of it
presents the Napoleonic wars against Russia.
I don't know why i like it so much;
it may be because of the way Tolstoy portrays the
characters, meticulous and slightly ironic.

anyways, to be honest, i started reading it because i thought that
there were only 2 volumes; it turned out there were 4.
halfway through the first book,
i was sure that i won't even start the second, but
here i am, reading out of the third.

getting through with this book will be quite the accomplishment for me,
it will show that some things that i start-i can finish.

listening: cancao do mar by dulce pontes
reading: war and peace (volume 3 of 4) by lev tolstoy
watching: my name is khan (karan johar)