after months of moving about, i've finally settled down, and have settled into a routine of domestic life. i get up around noon every day, followed by checking email, checking mail, dealing with the minor details that make up the bulk of our lives. weather permits we'd go for a run in late afternoons. after dinner we'd watch tv, chat, catch up with the current affairs online. after the late night pundit shows all electronic devices will be turned off. during the quiet hours of post midnight it's my time to do some soul searching (and often find nothing). around four in the morning i'd give up and go to bed. 

i haven't been going out much. there is really nothing to do and no where to go. this is a standard suburban life. things do happen in the nearest big town. but the getting there costs as much as, if not more than, the effort of the attending of an activity itself. so unless it's something really interest, and it happens to occur on a weekend, we take comfort in the fact that our absence will not be noticed. 

no wonder i'm baking away every day and always planning what to eat next. i need to build additional cabinets just to store all the cookies i've made. and perhaps extra yardage of skins too to cover up all the fat that's building up on my belly.

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meanwhile, behind my back luigi and daisy might be plotting a grand escape.