It's raiming and storming like crazy - I hate the monsoon.
The air con only works here if the bathroom and hall lights don't apparently. How hagwon.
The pharmacist laughed (sympathetically, I hope) when I suggested I had poison ivy, agreed and gave me a cream to put on it. If it doesn't get better at the end of the week, I'm supposed to go see a doctor. Joy.
I'm exhausted, but at least I've read my requisite pages of the Catcher in the Rye today and can go to sleep early.