looks like LJ is down again... F#king russian elections :(

and i need a place to vent, since i had police/army forces this morning unfold their things right under my nose and i had to pass them to get to work! that's outrageous! and then my therapist wonders that my associative image of life is a battlefield. only as a solgier you can survive in this world. and a little frightened girl in a nice dress has no chances.

damn it, i want to live somewhere peaceful. where you see solgiers in their uniforms unfolding radars and things only in moovies.

U-hooo!!! My new life at a new place has officially started! Technically, i moved in on saturday night, but I managed to fix wi-fi only today, so today is the official first day here!

2 nights before the disaster

My fav PM and the girl who painfully clear showed me that every person is a universe in itself...
46 hours later the girl had a breakdown and created me lots of trouble and problems with my PM.

And one more travel companion

this pic also contains some evidence of not-so-abstinent evening, but we'll close eyes on that =)

Another good travel companion

i've realized one interesting and sad thing...

i've met the first male human-being who showed me that chivalry is not dead only 3 years ago. and he was not acting anything special, he was just being himself - helping any girl with the coat, holding doors, helping carry a lap-top...

now i know 3 (three) man, who are the living proof of chivalry's survival. two coleagues and this "aussie" i've met in Riga.

and it's this Aussies fault (or merit?) that i've started trying to analyze, why it is so happend, that i'm always surprized by mens' chivalry.

i'm not used to it. i always act and react on things presuming that i have to take care of myself and can count on noone. 

oh, shit!
waiting for the email was faar less difficult that answering it! and now I need to answer the second one. without really understanding the extend to which this "dialogue" should and could be prolonged according to the "socially accepted normality"... or, whatever...

procrastination at its worst: not wanting to work, want to answer the letter; not knowing what to write, turn to work...