Kve dogaja?
Not much traveling to report at the moment, as I've been busy dealing with all that 'real-life' nonsense.
Last Monday I moved into a new flat, swapping the relatively luxurious confines of my old pad for the more student style living of Dave and Neja's flat. I've had to get used to sleeping in a single bed again, but other than that all's cool in the hood. We have wildly varying working patterns, so it doesn't produce the cabin fever atmosphere that student life lent itself to. It's a shame for me to leave my old place, and I'm going to miss my neighbour Senki, especially for the evenings that began in the following way (there were many!):
Senki: Do you want to come round for a beer?
Me: Ok man, but just one, I need to get up early tomorrow.
*Lots of beer and spliffs, followed by some random spirit of dubious legality under European legislation*
(I look at the clock)
Me: Shit man, it's 3 o'clock in the morning
Senki (doing his evil genius grin): Ok, see you tomorrow (safe in the knowledge that there is no way I'll do anything productive in the 'morning')
Cheers Senki - one of God's own prototypes, it's been a pleasure...
Tako gre to
On the work front, I've been doing some training at a translation agency called Amidas. They've decided to take me on for a few week's work, so I've been stuck in front of the flat's computer, back on the treadmill of work. I'm pretty enthusiastic about the job though, as one way or another it should lead to other things. The main problem is the ad-hoc nature of copy-editing - it's unlikely to provide me with really regular work.
Any how, just a short one. I've got another day of sport to look forward tomorrow, bring on the frogs and the Estonians; it's Cheltenham v. Forest as well, so I'm slightly torn about that match. Big up yourselves.
Chilli Jaimski
