I often take exercise. Why, only yesterday I had breakfast in bed.

Much as I like sitting at the computer all week, reading all sorts of funny stuff, playing (NWN, BG2, EU2, frozen-bubble, you name it), pretending to work etc., it’s time to do something, as it feels like I have reached, well, one step beyond being merely unexercised.

Not to create a false impression: something means absolutely the minimum. “To get back my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable” is my general inclination, and I don’t really feel like changing.
Nevertheless, I have decided to do something which would provide more fun than dutiful workout and reminded myself of swimming, which I’ve always liked. So far, I have managed to call the swimming pool office and get the timetable and perhaps, perhaps, soon after the Thesis Day I will pick up my preposterous flashy-blue 50s-styled swimsuit and go to the pool.

Wojtek, on the other hand, has been helping a Warsaw fitness club put their website together and was thus recently given a yearly entrance card. Given an open choice, he voluntarily chose to visit the club three times a week. His last visit was something of an illustration of what happens when one decides upon such a feat of endurance: on Wednesday, his legs were hurting after the last-but-one class (they were concentrating on leg muscles, he said); on Thursday, it got better on the legs front, but as an effect of the last class (they were concentrating on the upper part of the body, he said) he couldn’t really fully stretch his arm. I was genuinely impressed, but of course my smirks and simpers annoyed him to no end. Going to Warsaw soon — can’t wait to see him perform.

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Toasters!

Hi!

Well, it seems that I have already gone far enough and am unable to discontinue the habit, so this is it: my second, brand-new weblog. You still can — at least temporarily — view the rather exhausted Polish one.

I am Miss Thoughtscriber and live in Łódź (PL), the so-called “labour city” of empty factories and an air of general inability to take any definite action, which has always been rather close to my heart. I work as a translator and next week I’m defending my MA thesis in English. What precisely I will be doing afterwards I have no idea.

On writing introductory entries: I cannot help but remember one of the numerous postcards from a travelling friend, which read “I really don’t know what I’m supposed to write here. It’s my first day here.” Well, exactly.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. If you happen to need an English-Polish translator, are interested in anything or have any general remarks/questions, email me at . I’d really be delighted to hear from anyone as after spending the last few months on some boring academic stuff, my Inbox folder contains mostly news updates and Daily Dilbert.