Something wicked this way comes
My dear diary,
The day was full of surprises. First of all, I've just returned to my wooden cottage after a week and a half spent in the civilization-backspace-Warsaw, where I was attending Usagi's chirping cat and was drinking too much. The cat survived, me too. Surprisingly, my house didn't blow up in the meantime, nothing has been burned, noone's stolen my almost conscious washing machine, and the zillion of mutated overgrown flying fleas, or at least that's how these ugly bastards look like, didn't eat the walls. Oh well, the last year it was an epidemic of suicidal ladybirds, this year it's swarms of the ugliest insects I've ever seen. You, people living in cities, have no idea how sinister is the world outside your ringways. Or, in case of Warsaw, outside the lack of a ringway.
Before the author of this splendid entry arrived home, he was in a rehabilitation centre where the trainer almost ripped his sensitive, injured knee apart. Some time ago I complained I don't feel much pain in the knee when I do the stretching and I don't like it because it may lead me to ignore something important. Well, it hurted today, thank you very much. The good thing is, and this is BIG news, I'm able to perform basic kenjutsu techniques again.
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YYYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! FUCKING AWESOME!!! I CAN GET BACK TO BASIC TRAINING IN MY GARDEN-SLASH-MEADOW!!! AAAAAAA!!!
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OK, let's calm down. And one more interesting thing happened just a moment ago, but I won't tell you about it here, as I'm still not sure if it's legal to... nevermind. Mwahahaha.
Now, there's something I've found on Wikipedia recently when I was searching for sources about Latin. It's a quote of Cato the Elder, a Roman politician whose most famous saying is the phrase "Moreover, I suggest that Carthage must be destroyed". Just look at it gem:
In due course, my son Marcus, I shall explain what I found out in Athens about these Greeks, and demonstrate what advantage there may be in looking into their writings (while not taking them too seriously). They are a worthless and unruly tribe. Take this as a prophecy: when those folk give us their writings they will corrupt everything. All the more if they send their doctors here. They have sworn to kill all barbarians with medicine-and they charge a fee for doing it, in order to be trusted and to work more easily. They call us barbarians, too, of course, and Opici, a dirtier name than the rest. I have forbidden you to deal with doctors.
This is how old is nationalism and anti-scientific prejudices. These filthy Greeks come to us and take away jobs from decent Roman folk and want to poison us with their foreign medicine! :D I just love it.
Also, I can already tell you that "Agricolae nautis pecuniam et filias dant, harr!" means "The farmers are giving their money and daughters to the sailors, harr!".
Enough for today. I still have to workout a bit... and there's the final episodes of Battlestar Galactica which whispers to me "watch us... watch us..." . Argh.
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PS. Oh, and one more thing. Today a guy from my bank wanted to push me in a 9000€ loan, again, because "You know, sir, this is probably the last chance to get a loan on so favourable terms. In a few weeks the conditions for such loans will be much more strict". Yes, of course. I bet that it means the crisis is getting over in Poland and the risk analytics in banks want to sell loans on actually worse terms, because in the near future everyone will be fighting for debtors again. I stake my right knee.