Why do things you throw come back to you? I really had to clean my apartment today. I actually still have to. :-) I roamed my little room and found useless paper, more useless paper, some plastic things I've been chewing on, more plastic things from nowhere, recipe for Crepes Suzette. Ooh, great. I have to make these some day otherwise I wouldn't have saved it. Why should I save it? If I really want to do crepes some day I'd rather ask my dad or search on the Internet for the recipe than search for this little note. So I tossed it into the bin. Didn't even write the recipe down on my Palm. After a full hour of cleaning I got so bored that I had to sit down and relax, and one of the most relaxing things I know is to start my web browser and read something, like diary entries on Advogato. I personally like reading hacker's entries. He's way more busy than me, but somehow find the time to complete his tasks and write nice and long diary entries. Today I found myself into WikiWikiWeb through one of Nutella's entries. I actually didn't read it but I saw the wiki link. I am always confused in wikispace but after some clicking I found myself to a page describing Richard Stallman and his relationship with James Gosling. Twenty seconds later I was on Sun's domains and noticed that James is big fan of cooking AND THERE IT WAS, the recipe for Crepes Suzette that I just minutes ago had thrown away. Ok, so I am not a guy that can't take a hint: I will make Crepes Suzette some day. If you smell something burning in Stockholm in the next couple of days you know what it is.