> [!check] <small>This is a page out of [[What Is Grail Diary|Grail Diary]]</small>. ### `Čas`: <span style="color:#00b050">09:40:07</span> <small><i>(<span style="color:#ff8c00">Monday, 24 August 2026</span> / 236)</i></small> ###### <span style="color:rgb(210, 180, 140)">Mood Rating:</span> <span style="color:#c800ff; font-size:1.5em">5</span> ![[Chrapapka-20260824-0939.jpeg]] #New_Day So this was basically my standard `poloviční jaskinní Spánok`, but only after a hasty pseudo-breakfast where I, lying in `vlčia Posťeľ`, devoured an entire XXL package of soft `Sirokrém` cheese (200 grams). 😳 I considered that pseudo-breakfast to have been still part of Sunday, even though it occurred at around half past five, at around Slovnaft dawn, and only when I initiated this sleep did I consider Monday to have started. Everything is broken up and destroyed; every `Pôst` routine, simply everything; nothing normal applies. And then, no wonder that this `poloviční jaskinní Spánok` featured atrocious 11 minutes of snoring. 😳 That's highly embarrassing. But what *isn't* embarrassing these days? All of my life currently is just a single, huge embarrassment. Notable is the drop in temperature outside: just 16 degrees. That hasn't been the case in weeks or months. So, shockingly, none of the quintet of fans inside `Kokpiťiareň` were running in the night, or rather in the morning as I fell asleep at around Slovnaft dawn. I woke up only somewhat refreshed, which is no surprise given just the 39% rating for this sleep. I’m also extremely nervous because of all the unfinished business pressing down on me, including `Vďibňík` `Kečup` backslurping for yesterday. 🥵 I'd like to complete that if possible, because it can be the first day since *December 2024* 🤯 that would be available in a somewhat complete shape directly on the web in `Webobsedapka`.