boa, scheisse! tomorrow is x-mas! i don't feel at all like it, i'm fuckin' tired and just waiting for my bed. i suppose it'll be terrible, with 2 little annoying children, emilija and anna, the little cousin. today everybody was fighting against everybody except me, vecamamma against emilija, vecamamma against ieva [actually it was just vecamamma against everybody!]

yesterday i was in james bond second time, some things we both, hanni and me, understood just then.
when we waited at her bus stop, there was an old man-
straight from the last horror movie.
red eyes, his nose just skin,...
i suppose he was marked from the last war.
but then, he asked which bus it was, and we answered him. suddenly i really liked him for having the courage to ask and everything. i was thinking of him whole night.