When I'm at home (some day I have to decide where exactly 'home' is, I use it describe at least two places and it's confusing even me sometimes) and have nothing to do, I start thinking what other people are doing.
So I've send mails to some old friends. I haven't heard of them for half a year, because that was the last time I was here. While I don't have very much or very close friends, it's still nice to know the basic happenings of their lives.
And it's still too hot and I've got a new hairstyle again.