and yet,
Tuesday, 2010/11/02 21:02
and yet, vilnius is a mysterious city, strangest things happen there all the time. just like this: in the morning, when you manage yourself to the fridge to find something Sweet, Cold and With Lots of Bubbles, one of the habitants of the fridge turns out to be a pair of gloves.
surely, there is an explanation for everything, but after collecting all the pieces of the story ‘adventures of the gloves that night’, I think it’s too unbelievable to post it even here.
besides this, the time around the dawn that night was spent trying to convince l. that ‘there is nothing wrong with standing on the head in the incorrect position’ and leaving my footprints all over i. walls while demonstrating this.
…and that’s how my weekend went away.
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close the door
Wednesday, 2010/11/10 19:39
it used to be four of us in my current living place called ‘something new every day’, but it did feel like I was living alone. the girl from albania, who speaks with low manly voice, works the night shifts; the retired woman is retired and stays busy with thing retired people do; also there was her grandson, but i have never ever seen him, i guess he is scared of me – and this fear came from that time when Pensioner tried to wash my brains and convince me that if police asks about this grand kid, i would not say a word. because, as it turns out, he is fifteen, has run away from his mother and now will be staying with her. i do have some brains (!) and i do understand this might be considered as kidnapping a minor, so i told her i’m not getting involved in any affairs like that; and in the end that boy tried to avoid me as much as he could; i have to say i’m quite happy about it.
and now i have a new flatmate. from poland. her room is next to mine and she keeps her doors open all the time, sits on her pink little sofa and watches everything. i hate being watched. let’s say, if i need to go to the kitchen – i just walk out of my room and listen if anyone is in there already. if someone is, i just wait a bit – i like being in the kitchen alone. now i can’t do that – she will see me as soon as i flick my head out of the room.
what’s even worse, she sees when i go to the toilet and she sees when i come back. that’s how she knows when i go to poop. nobody has a right to know when i go to poop! my individual right are violated. i am so unhappy.
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as i am so unhappy, i will go and spread that unhappiness further on – i will write a negative feedback to the last hotel in amsterdam. usually i don’t bother myself, but his time they have really messed up.
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london looks just the way it should
Tuesday, 2010/11/16 15:48
oh.
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hrrrr
Thursday, 2010/11/18 09:21
have you ever tried cancelling the hotel booking in paris? there is no responce to the emails and when you call them, nobody appears to speak english. i believe the hell they do, and that’s only their Good Business Plan.
scums!
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about the chewing gum and tolerance
monday, 2010/11/22 14:54
so there I am, going home on a silent sunday evening after the jazz concert. the tube cabin is empty, except me and another girl in the corner, reading her book. and then suddenly a family of six rolls in and surrounds me, all of them loudly chewing gum at the same time. out of six only mother is keeping her mouth shut, I guess it’s more difficult to wag your jaw wearing a hijab.
the girl with a book just looked at them angrily and demonstratively put her earphones in. well, the battery of my ipod was dead, so i was forced to sit there and listen to the Orchestra Of Gum Munching. I thought I would get used to that in a couple of stops, but nooooo, it appears some things are impossible to get used to.
I must say I felt sorry for the kids in the beginning, how would they have any manners if their roly-poly daddy sits there straddling and munching juicily, but then they started poking the gum out and one of them even tried stretching it with his little fingers, so i silently wished them to collect all the germs flowing around in the cabin.
and today i realized that probably somebody was horrified of me when i was a child the same way i was horrified of those people yesterday – i don’t recall munching, but i do remember taking the gum out and it wrapping around my finger for sure. i even used to share that gum afterwards with my boyfriend sitting next to me in the sandbox (i was only four, and he was four and a half (!) as he stated proudly). so i’m just thinking that i might be getting old as each day i have less and less tolerance towards other people. i promise in a couple of years i will not tolerate anyone except myself, and even here i will have some exceptions.
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there is an ending to all the stories. sooner or later.
tuesday, 2010/11/23 15:56
somebody phoned me to my lithuanian mobile. 3 times. i just called them morons and switched the phone off – i thought somebody wants to ask me to change my phone operator or sell me something else. as it turns out, i was wrong!
if you can still recall that story then k. and me got back home at 2am on thursday night and found out that Pupsikas Dziugaitis was stolen, how k. ran around the block and found disassemble scooter a little bit further next to the garages, how the thieves, not expecting to find people coming back home at this time of night on thursdays, came to take Pupsikas away with a bus with no lights next to the registration numbers, and all the other things – well, it turns out this story has a completely different ending than i expected. and those 3 calls were from the police (they got to my parents as they were unable to contact me and explained everything), because in a year and a half they managed to find the thief.
i can’t find out any more details today so i just have to wait for the tomorrow, then i’ll get told that’s going on. omg, i’m so curious, it’s even difficult to sit on the chair. i hope they cannot force me to participate in the trial process? I’m trying to remember how much was the reassembling of the scooter. and i’m sorry i changed the lock to the cheapest one. stupid me. i could take the most expensive one and sue the guy for his last trousers now.
i need to think of some kind of moral damage i have suffered and ask for a compensation.
i’ll be so ritch!
as it turns out, the police does their job. a bit slowly, but does.
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tuesday, 2010/11/30 14:26
i will eat all the doughnuts in the world. because i have to – i need to gain some weight. i got so cold in paris that i was so happy to go back to london – and it turns out, it’s all the same here as well. even worse, it was snowing today. the only thing that makes me feel better is the fact that it’s colder in lithuania. hehehe.
and after i eat all the doughnuts in the world, i will be a Big Person and i will not care about any wind or snow, i will not feel them through my fat. people next to me would be happy as well – i would become a good lee.
i’m working on this plan. french colleagues are trying to convince me that the general average can be higher than the sum of averages of the parts of the main figure. i don’t believe them, i’m typing them an email with one finger, squeezing doughnut to my mouth with the other hand. jam is soaking through my fingers, heater is on its full power next to my feet. what an idyll.
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