when it snows so much, and the real world outside looks like a winter/wonderland it is kinda hard to work. besides, I'm still living in the vampire-like sleeping schedule, which leaves a very little time to do work if I decide to socialize during the time normal people live. So, the day when it snowed like there was no tomorrow wasn't a very productive day, but it was a fun day spent with a dear friend and two bottles of wine, (well, there were some bottles of beer, too, but i couldn't count all of them)
the highlight of the night was when i uttered the sentence: "don't you call me ever again a bourgeois" which entertained my friend so much, i don't know why :)
right now i'm trying to decide which one is worse: alcoholism or insomnia? I probably should stop treating alcohol as if it was sleeping pills.
s.
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