Day 0466

Self-sabotaged my plans to paint all day by going out to try a coffee shop down the road. Came for the coffee, stayed for the high incidence of pretty girls. Left severely over-caffeinated and consequently unable to focus for hours.

Stuffed myself with pastry-based delight, played Tetris, finally forced myself to make some attempts at painting.

Started listening to Middlemarch. Very engaging, excellently well characterised, amusing. The authorial insistence on showing off her reading, knowledge, proving that what men can do she can do, is a little too intrusive.

Last night in Paris.