Just received a SMS from Cici. Almost 2 years has passed since I last met her. Well, I'm almost able to take a flight or train. Sunday afternoon, blue skies & finally a fuckin' great summer, can I ask for more? Well, first of all I think I'm going to visit another Cecilia, will take a bus on tuesday (at least it seems like that). And today's a good day To get drunk (not too drunk, I got things to do tomorrow), have spent too many nights at home; shall not complain about that, been watching TV, reading, making strange mixed-media-whatever-paintings. Think it's time for a glass of red wine, for sure... Comme ça!!! And it's great to have windows in summertime, had almost forgot what it felt like, straaaaange feeling! And quite a strange summer, wonder where all people are, haven't even seen Boel for over 3 weeks (last summer people were hangin' out any time of the day, now they're gone, don't know where). It's 5 o'clock, Mr. Finley! Well, then there's no reason to hurry, I can kill some hours drinking wine and smoking too many cigarettes ('cause that's what I'm supposed to do). Maybe do some work, maybe...