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Three in a row

I stayed at home on wednesday. It was my tactic to respond to the weather I mentioned before. At home I could read and see the sun at the same time. I read a part of the second article which I have to criticize. According to the feedback from Love who is the professor of this course I shall focus more on the content. The last time I criticized mainly the structure.
In the evening I went out with Solene and Sebastian, again. After we walked to the lower lake on Monday and Tuesday we headed this time to Norra Berget. We climbed up the rocks, made a small fire and enjoyed the view. Afterwards we went to the museum and Solene and Sebastian played at the play yard. Our walk took again 5 hours and it was fun as always.
Today I began to clean the flat. Our vacuum cleaner needed a new bag for the dust, so I went to StuBo, because I hoped they would offer the bags of their vacuum cleaners. But it turned out, that the vacuum cleaner belong to a different organization which also provides the furnitures. And they do not provide bags. I had to look at ICA for it what is no problem, of course. But of course, they had several kind of bags, but not ours. Because I was in lack of time I bought universal bags and tinkered a little bit until it fitted. After cleaning I drove to university helping Atta and Awais with understanding my article.
This evening I will stay at home. Several people told me to do so. I cannot ignore so many advices, therefore I will stay here and wait. And look forward to the end of waiting.
Walk to Norra Berget

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