Diary

First and foremost, yay for the first snow this autumn! Since all autumns in this country are defined by absolute greyness of everything around, except the ground, which more resembles shit colour wise, and this kind of colours make me depressed all the time, I always enjoy the first snow. And the second. And the third. Snow is great. Right now it's still mixed with a lot of water, so it feels yucky, and if there is wind, the overall feeling is terrible, but outside the window it still looks a lot better than the usual grey and shit brown landscape.

Other than that... Well, not much to write about. I promised my coursemate to get a haircut this weekend and blew it, because I had insanely lot of work (I stayed up until 5am on Saturday without spending a single minute on the internet, except for Wikipedia, where I had to look up the info I needed). Hence as of now I have twelve hours fourty five minutes to get the damn haircut, because that's when I will go to the lectures and she will see me having broken my promise... which I, of course, do not want.

RIGHT NOW: It seems it was quite a while since I visited ICanHasCheezburger.Com, hence that's where I'm spending my time right now. Also I'm browsing BoardGameGeek.Com for all the info I can find about Warcraft: the Boardgame and Starcraft: the Boardgame. I have plans to make a boardgaming group of some sort, and I want some cool games for that, and I figured these might bring me some ardent PC gamers. Come on, you have to leave that box of silicon once in a while, don't you?

How do you tell you have a great day? You wake up at 2 PM! Then you spend two hours doing nothing (you tell people you're eating breakfast at 3 PM to freak them out and shit), then you turn your favourite F1 simulator (with Prototype Car mod this time though) and drive alone around Laguna Seca racetrack for two hours. And by alone I mean no frigging AI. Completely alone. I did around 70 laps there. If you think I went out of my mind... Well, no, I didn't. I still went to pee. If I were crazy, such little inconveniences wouldn't make me leave the game.

Well, actually, that was just a test whether the cars (and me) would hold out the whole race for a little championship I plan to run. If you count 25 race marathon with most races taking 2 hours and some even up to three a little championship, that is. I do. Racing 30 minutes for me is like masturbation - it's just not a real thing. I can't call it a proper race. So there, me and one of my friends are trying to find several more madmen or madwomen who'd be willing to waste several hours of their lives every weekend doing laps in a circuit they have no chance to see in their lives, much less drive it. Would be fun... if there were such people of course, but I find it very hard to believe.

Anyway, what I really wanted to share with you was a picture of burnt down car in front of my house. It was blown up two nights ago. Funnily, there were two firetrucks to put the flames out. I mean, seriously, most often only one comes to a burning house, what a fuck? If they see that flames are open, they just don't bother and wait until everything burns down, because you will have to demolish everything to build a new house anyway, so what a hell, why bother at all? Well, OK, maybe I am exaggerating a bit, but still, two firetrucks seemed to be one too many. The fire didn't even get to the fuel cell. Of course, that's kind of sad, because I am a huge fan of free fireworks, but, uh, OK, at least the sonic boom from explosion didn't smash my windows, I don't mind.

The problem is, I didn't get the picture. The burning happened at night, and my phone camera is crap in darkness. The next day I was too occupied with midterm exams and shit. Last night I remember I have to take a picture burnt down car... and yay, I didn't even go out today. I was too lazy to do that, how sick is that? God, I think if it were 70's, I'd be living in the basement and playing D&D and shit. Good thing we don't have basement, because we live in a flat. Anyway, I still blame the fact that I don't have a girlfriend. And don't try to convince me that this is circular logic, because to get girls I have to get out. Don't. Even. Think. About. It.

RIGHT NOW: Watching Gabriel Iglesias stand-ups. That... uh... fluffy guy is funny as hell. Too bad YouTube doesn't have a lot of his videos up. Ah well.