First time since my surgery when I completed training that was near-routine five or six years ago. Dunno, feels great, but realising that all this time I've been getting back up is a bit of a kick in the mental sack.

We're planning on planting a couple fruit trees/shrubs in the yard, and it's looking dope. It's a tad late and we don't have anything ready, so the idea is to get some potted saplings and sprout seeds at home (some just to test, since I doubt kiwi or pomegranat can thrive/fruit in Poland), so we'll be ready for the next year. I also started tearing down my mother's shitty gazebo-like waste of space to have planks and free ground for kind of a herb and legume corner. Plus lots of stuff we can just put on the balconies in pots, none of us really had the time for it.

I've been enlisted in helping with the forthcoming entrance exams and, for those who pass, an orientation. It's weird to see it change. Ours was a little more than a semi-formal tour concluding in a semi-sober barbacue, but we also didn't know about intranet accounts until three weeks in, so I'm all for tradition yielding to efficiency. We can still make something afterwards.

There's a storm warning, and I'm royally pissed off with our NOAA counterpart because they removed detailed storm commentaries from the website. Why?! Why the fuck would you bother, at the beginning of a season at that? I know those people, and not only half of them can produce one in 15 minutes, they circulate this stuff in-house.