July 28th, 2007

Buddha, ili Karma Cheburashki

Legko vstretit' Buddu, popivaya pina-koladu na beregax otrazhennoy Nevy, pod zvuki novogo (!) al'boma Beatlov, periodicheski smenyayushchegosya novym al'bomom Ozzy (Papochka!!!), kogda noch' paxla ozhidaniyem koncerta Rollingov!
V razgivire s argentincami viyasnilos', chto my, citiruyu, "very old nation, you're good in translating, books etc". Otvechat' na etot kompliment tem, chto Maradona krut, no bolen, ne stal.
Litovcy udivili menya informaciey o tom, chto litovskiy yazyk, citiruyu, "samiy stariy v mire, on yedinstvenniy ochen' poxozh na odin iz mertvyx yazykov, ne pomnyu kak nazyvayetsya." A eshe, ochen' obradovalis', chto so mnoy mozhno na russkom :)
Komary zdes' yarostniye, vzbesivshiyesya, oxochiye do moyey nezmhnoy krovi. Bitva proigrana uzhe so schetom 0:2 v ix pol'zu. Vtoraya noch proshla v mukax i bezrezul'tatnom-isterichnom poxlopyvanii rukami po telu.
Nu chmoki. Derzhites' tam. Ne sdavaytes'. Kak nikak "very old nation". Vot tol'ko s komarami eto ne pomogayet!