Friday or the preparations for hibernation

Bought three packs of cigarrettes already - I smoke a rather queer* brand of cigarrettes which is not sold everywhere, and so far I couldn't find them in my current neighbourhood. Have wine at home, just need to go out, perhaps while I wait for the bus, and buy a bottle of juice, just in case. Have beans-and-rice for my Saturday's lunch, tuna fish for my Saturday's dinner, chicken with garlic sauce for my Sunday's lunch and pork meat for Sunday's dinner. Have bread, cheese and meat for the snacks, and milk in enough supply for breakfast and for my classic glass of milk before bed. Have no coffee, but I suppose I'll do without it, especially since there's still whisky and firewater around. Have enough movies to watch non-stop the whole weekend. In short, and unless someone comes to bring me to the sun, I'm prepared for loneliness, for a weekend of hibernation at home.


*A long time ago, queer had a different meaning - today the word is widely associated with the gay movements, but it used to mean something unexpected or uncommon. I'm reading The Lord of the Rings, this time in the original version after reading it twice in the (quite good) portuguese translation, and the Hobbits of the Shire use the word queer quite often. It looks rather good there, really.