my dad told me he would wake me up before 10, maybe even at 9.
i unintentionally slept in past noon, again. and i woke up at 8:45 yesterday and was so proud of myself. my dad has realized how badly i need an alram clock. it's a little chilly today but im glas, maybe it will keep the saturday tourists away. last saturday when my dad drove me in there were way too many people on the sidewalks for my taste. i tried making hasbrowns for breakfast by grating a potato but they stuck to the pan for some reason and then too oily. i had to throw them out. pasta would be my technical breakfast at a time for lunch.