[nov. 08, 2009₊₁₆|06:14 P.M.]

MOOD: b%$ch, what?

MUSIC: [t.A.T.u. — нас не догонят (hardrum remix)]

"are you married yet?". my classmate's grandmother asked me this question in the supermarket clearly not understanding from my exterior that i'm not into it.

while i was standing in line the cashier and the customer were sweetly discussing how effective alcoholism coding would be for her husband.

my guys from the apartment came up with a new activity for themselves - to put a ring lamp in the bathroom and arranged a photo shoot there.

reading in an SMS on my pink razr - according to my tariff plan 0.9 GB of internet is left. i can't stay in ICQ that long.

while i was walking home with full bags our local diva who now works as a saleswoman at a newspaper kiosk passed by me again. and even in cold weather she is dressed as usual - long hair with fluffy bangs, drag queen makeup, short skirt, high heels... "and lick a lollipop, one foot in front of the other chop-chop-chop..."

- tomorrow is b-day!

- your? cool =)

- no, your

- uh... it's actually OCTOBER 8th

- i overslept everything o_O

- a month in hibernation? you're one-twelfth of a bear my dear.

meanwhile my cat Nika gets more and more excited about my appearance every time i return home. her sister Vera may be happy too but she seems to have learned emotionlessness from Bree Van de Kamp.

that day has come. there is no more room for new music on both my players and now i have to sacrifice something. most likely something new and popular. i would even say something "normal".

i can imagine Denis rolling his eyes after i texted him that i was going to review Superstar-2008 today.

btw for some reason things don't work out for me with the contestants of this show. i'm not going to the GOLD STRELKI concert cause I'll be back in Moscow god willing only on the 17th. i stopped communicating with Yura Titov. and i still can't write a suitable song for Tutsi, Lolita and Katya Lel. but I'm getting there.