They start brutally their morning: hardcore punk! BJG went with the dogs to the forest. When will my knee feel good? Sigh, its been almost a week. No improvement.

Tummo, the cat, spends the night with me nowadays. She is still on my bed. 

I woke up very early. So does BJG every morning. I am hungry this morning. I will have cheerios and fruits.

UPDATE

All is well: I had a bowl of cereals. Its a special PIL on the university radio. And such music. What an odd way to wake up! I usually go for classical! ah ah! Now it is Dead Kennedys. I have always loved them. Even at 7:30am!