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When I'm at home (some day I have to decide where exactly 'home' is, I use it describe at least two places and it's confusing even me sometimes) and have nothing to do, I start thinking what other people are doing.

So I've send mails to some old friends. I haven't heard of them for half a year, because that was the last time I was here. While I don't have very much or very close friends, it's still nice to know the basic happenings of their lives.

And it's still too hot and I've got a new hairstyle again.

It's too hot, my brain is boiled - I shouldn't even be allowed anywhere near a Computer.

My mother just got home and saw my new hairstyle:
"Oh, I like it, it's much less conservative than the last one."

Mothers are supposed to *like* conservative hairstyles - why did I have to get the one of those who didn't read the manual?