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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