Friends, it is nearing 4:30 in the morning, in fact it is 4:34. I had an interesting night, and my homework is still incomplete. Oh well. I got the exciting part of the work done, which was writing a short piece about witnessing my first dog, Sandy, get hit by a car and die. I know that is a crude way to put it. I am surprised with how it turned out.

This morning I went to the Museum Kampa with Layla. It was my favorite cultural building of Prague that I've been to so far. Everything was gorgeous. My camera's battery died in the first fifteen minutes, bohuzel, so now I have to go back. Which is a good thing.

After the museum was a Czech movie (subtitled), H&M shopping (cardigan, HK umbrella), Czech class, food (Nutella on toast), then two readings. Followed by pivo, pivo, and Peach liquor in a huge park overlooking the entire city. Richard, the Australian, was doing light painting. Thus, the pictures are absolutely gorgeous. Imagine: night landscape, Prague lights everywhere, best PSP friends overlooking the city. I guess I'm not good at describing. Take my word that they are fabulous.

Then back, and I stay up until 4:30 talking to Richard and working on school work. Now I am listening to an on-line stream of my ex-boyfriend's current girlfriend's violin recital. Is this weird?

It's getting light outside. Tomorrow is Friday. A Czech band invited me to go as a roadie to a Czech wedding. I very much want to go, but have no telephone and thus cannot make communication quickly enough to make it. I want to go. I will have to see if I can make arrangements tomorrow.