ok, i've been living here for over three weeks now, and i have not got anything done. my sofa is a mess, and my clothes are just everywhere. usually, i'm very good at keeping organized, but with tryinig to find a finer job, and also going to classes three days a week, i truly can't find the energy to come home and embark moving things. i also need to do some major shopping. not for clothes or anything, (although i did get some killer boots a few days ago). tomorrow, we are going to go look for some paints because i can't wait to paint my room a nifty sky blue color. for those of you that don't know, i'm fat on arts and crafts. that's very likely why you buttholes out there don't like my tatoos. j/k, but you people just have no taste. whatever, i don't indeed care. you don't have to see em everyday or anything.
It wasn't an accidental meeting with Samantha. She is our old school gf. And she's a stripper at one of Moscow nightclubs, whereas she spends her spare time doing what she likes. Recently we had a puny holiday. We secured a good bargain with the colleagues from China and invited them on this fag occasion to our office. But what a feast sans pretty girls? I phoned Samantha and asked: "Come, dear, and pleasure us once more. And these Asian, too. They are fond of Russian girls". I want to tell, that this time we didn't have hookup with Samantha. But our Japanese did. Come to our site to see the continuation of a story.