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I didn't have a restful sleep yesterday night. It wasn't too bad, however, it's been a while since I last had a good night's sleep, meaning not waking up during the night and not feeling knackered, waking up before the alarm goes off, and feeling utterly weak after dragging myself out of bed.

Anyway, after finishing our regular morning routine and watching another episode of Dexter, I buckled down to study until lunch. Today I asked ChatGPT to create five random sentences that I had to rewrite, and it could check fro grammar, syntax, and semantics, provide feedback, and recommend ways to improve my sentences. I enjoyed our cooperation, and it seemed good at responding, assessing, and recommending how to improve.

When I completed my studies with ChatGPT, I prepared lunch. After we ate the nosh, I took Ági to her hairdresser and drove to the craftsmen's store to buy some paints and screws. The DIY frenzy wouldn't stop this year, apparently. There is this box in the wall that contains the electric meter and other electric stuff that I need to re-paint, for it looks rather dingy. (Not anymore, because I managed to re-paint it in the evening, and it looks fantastic.)

I picked Ági up at the hairdresser, drove home, took Abby for a walk, and got ready for the English class with Charlette, which was great. She always comes up with new and intriguing topics, and so did she today, too. One of the stories was about a strange tradition in Mexico. There was a man holding a quasi-teenage crocodile dressed in a bride's gown in his hands, for he wanted to marry the poor thing. It's nothing bestial but rather symbolic, and this act symbolises prosperity and the joining of humans with the divine. Nice innit?

The rest of the day went by quickly, and because it'd been raining all day, the afternoon sunshine made the air so humid that it felt like being in a rainforest. The next three days will bring similar weather, so up to the present day, this summer is far more rainy than the previous ones.

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