04.04.2007., srijeda
Goddamn
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I was a busybusybusy bumblebee. I went to the city. It was cold, so I wore a jacket. Soon, the sun emerged in all its hellish glory, burning people, dogs, cats, bees fucking etc. So I faced one of the most annoying things ever - dragging the motherfucking jacket all around the city. The day later was hot, so I went out without the jacked, and soon this ball-freezing wind started to blow. And yes, we must not forget that rain starts pouring at the precise moment you're away enough from your house/appartment where your umbrella waits patiently. I have been robbed. Someone snitched valuable medicine from my pocket less than an hour after I bought it. I have no idea what will the moron do with a rather specific drug, but I don't care. He can shove it up his arse. It should burn like hell, cause of the specific chemicals inside. I've switched 5-6 tramways and walked on foot for at least 5 kilometers, just to find out that one shop at the Pripizdina Street still didn't get one gadget I need. Plus, few more kilometers just because Mišo Kovač was on stage at the Jelačić square. Why? Beats me. Seems like someone won a medal again. I don't really give a fuck. And I don't really give a fuck about Mišo Kovač. It would be different if it was, for example, Jasna Zlokić... Thousands of people were walking on foot for kilometers, because most of the public transportation simply collapsed. Why don't they use Tomislav square or Zrinjevac for crappy events like this? Why don't they simply teargas the chanting morons on tramway lines, and keep the transportation running? It's middle of the day, people have jobs, they need the system working. The headache mainly stopped being sudden and agonizing. Now it's more like a slow, background pain that fades during the day. I definitively have to schedule an appointment with my doctor. The problem is, he's slowly turning to the woo woo side. Soon, he'll instruct people to drink their own urine, as far as I'm concerned. This cute newsgirl handed me free 24sata, with TELE2 coupon for a free SIM card. Can you believe it? FREE SHIT!!!  I can't fuckin' believe it. It can't be free. There must be something wrong with it. I would gladly take that free SIM card, but where am I supposed to insert it? In my VIP-coded cell phone? God damn it. Oh, I know, I'm supposed to shove it up my arse, and buy the motherfucking cell phone. Yeah, right. Just watch me. One more thing. I did a retinal scan, and it's OK. I'm so glad about that. It was cool, with anesthetized eyeballs pressed against lens immersed in gel... And it's only the middle of the week! PS: This is only to disproove myself about something regarding English... No doubt, there are some, I hope only minor errors. PS again. I forgot to mention that this place has had another hull breach. An insider, yes. So this blog has entered into an era of massive censorship. Lots of things have been removed, and lots of things will never be spoken. I truly regret about this, cause there are loads of stuff I wanted to share with you. It's not my fault. It was an unstoppable chain reaction, one led to another. This place will eventually turn to a strict, information-only blog. Don't worry, it's not there yet. Now, onward with the censorship. :( |
