of perverts and collisions

18-19.04.2012

I wonder where will I be at summer time. Norway plans are still but writings on the water. For some reason I'm very sceptical-actually don't believe in success. Everything is about to unfold soon.

Days are passing by, so as creature's lifes. One of our dogs-Pamela-ceased to be( well, technically was put to sleep) as she developed some nasty, tick-related illness.Couldn't eat, drink or move. It's scary sometimes how things quickly change. She was 17 though, so at least she lived quite long and was happy.

On monday, while waiting for a last bus, completely alone, as all people seemed to vanish, I saw a shadow of a man. Didn't pay much attention to it, and remain standing next to news stand kiosk. Some few minutes later, when I turned around I saw something moving, just a meter away, and dissapearing behind kiosk's wall. WTF?-I thought and walked away closer to the street. When I turned around I saw a man, hiding in the shadow, looking at me and jerking off. Goddamn, what the hell is wrong with this bus stop?!People stab each other here or wank. Seriously have to start using another one. Besides, how pathethically sad or sick you have to be to masturbate in public? I gave him a long look. Most of my experiences with pervs are connected with BiaƂystok-this is peculiar...

Went with O. for electromagnetic field measurements-first time this spring. Sunny but windy day at Grodzisk. When we were trying to reverse on the small, local parking plot we bumped into another van. And so we wasted it's bumper a little bit. First thought: LET'S GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!That would be very stupid, haha. Still, the owner of the other car happen to just emerge out of nearby shop, so we had to do the paper work which took an hour, take some photos and all. The hour was late when we began measurements. I took a short walk through the village and photographed few buildings. Ate something. Sat in the car and watched as garbage guys empty plastic and glass containers into ONE compartment. Recycling, my ass. What is the point?!On our way back we drove through some small villages with interesting wooden architecture.



Am not very creative as of late. Some small pyrographic work. Still painting birds for an exibition.O. obviously isn't in a hurry as Odin and Goblin are still unfinished.This pisses me off.

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