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my blogger activity will continue here: thesunofabitch.blogspot.com
thank you for reading this blog!
sobota 30. července 2011
pátek 29. července 2011
furthermore
Reason why I got back to blogging is simple. Few steps led me back here. First, I realised that pretty much everybody is posting their thoughts online. (Most of them worth sh*t.) Second, I realised I do have a blog, too. Third, I looked through my posts from Moscow (in Czech only, sorry...) and found them really good. (At this point I'd like to mention the fact that I'm currently suffering from sunstroke.)
I need to do something about this blog's design. I changed background already, but still hate the colour of the font :P
I need to do something about this blog's design. I changed background already, but still hate the colour of the font :P
back in action
It has to be sunstroke.
I went to the hidden garden today with miss A., cute blond chick from Colorado. She's about to leave Prague in two days, which makes her very sad. She spent last six months here and I understand completely why she fell in love with this place. Anyway, we were sitting in the garden, enjoying the most amazing view of Prague I know, with sun shinning directly on us, bareheaded of course, for forty minutes at least. I was ok the whole rest of the day, but now, as the night fell, I started feeling really funny. I see things. I'm not saying I am hallucinating, but I DO know for sure that my apartment is NOT haunted. Yet I can't shake off the feeling that I'm being watched. I'm pretty sure I have a fever, too. And so on. I got sunstroke for sure and trying to put together pieces of a puzzle to complete my brilliant screenplay (based on a book named Afterdark, what a funny coincidence, tight?) is not of ANY help.
Also, one of my best Czech friends is having a birthday party today, in one of the craziest rock clubs I've ever been to. (I have to admit, we got SOOO F*CKIN' WASTED that one night BEFORE even getting to the club, thanks to my special home made/street made mojito I was so proud of. My senses were so out-of-order I haven't noticed until the other day that I am completely deaf and mute... I wasn't blind, luckily, and I could walk.)
Picture sucks, view doesn't.
I went to the hidden garden today with miss A., cute blond chick from Colorado. She's about to leave Prague in two days, which makes her very sad. She spent last six months here and I understand completely why she fell in love with this place. Anyway, we were sitting in the garden, enjoying the most amazing view of Prague I know, with sun shinning directly on us, bareheaded of course, for forty minutes at least. I was ok the whole rest of the day, but now, as the night fell, I started feeling really funny. I see things. I'm not saying I am hallucinating, but I DO know for sure that my apartment is NOT haunted. Yet I can't shake off the feeling that I'm being watched. I'm pretty sure I have a fever, too. And so on. I got sunstroke for sure and trying to put together pieces of a puzzle to complete my brilliant screenplay (based on a book named Afterdark, what a funny coincidence, tight?) is not of ANY help.
Also, one of my best Czech friends is having a birthday party today, in one of the craziest rock clubs I've ever been to. (I have to admit, we got SOOO F*CKIN' WASTED that one night BEFORE even getting to the club, thanks to my special home made/street made mojito I was so proud of. My senses were so out-of-order I haven't noticed until the other day that I am completely deaf and mute... I wasn't blind, luckily, and I could walk.)
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