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1. Eating and drinking at Pret for two days in the row has been already too much for a week, even if I generally love Pret and its variety. Eating a sandwich from Upper Crust for the first time ever this morning has just made Pret shinier, as expected, though it wasn't the worst bacon roll in my in my life. Still, Pret is not shiny enough for me to use it more than once a week, I've learned.

2. I reckon my new flat hates me in spite of (or due to) my efforts to beautify and maintain it. Its bits and bobs have been hitting me severely, producing pains, bruises, and nerves at least once a week ever since. It reached scary levels yesterday, when a whole set of glass bathroom shelves and their pole crashed over me, in the bath. Water splashing everywhere, cosmetics and such in the air, and then a lip nearly broken and a bump half the size of my significantly large forehead.