Thursday Child is Full of Indecency
Or so I say. Whatever.
I don't want to boast, but guess I have just lived up to my reputation - or at least to the reputation I have among my country students. After waking up shamefully late (around 9:00 AM, wow!), I spent the whole day in my messy apartment (city girls just don't know how to do their household chores, you know!), only sporadically dressed, translating a very indecent book and having occasional shots of plum vodka with iced plum juice (because, you see, apart from the fact that ALL girls from the capital drink and do drugs, it's in fact really refreshing). And still - that's the worst part - for all this indecent conduct I'm getting more money than they will ever see on their monthly paycheck.
Apparently, the world is in shambles.
But I swear, guys, if I had a cow on the balcony, I'd milk it regularly.
(And then I'd have a Flying Grasshopper or a Velvet Hammer, muehehehe.)
I don't want to boast, but guess I have just lived up to my reputation - or at least to the reputation I have among my country students. After waking up shamefully late (around 9:00 AM, wow!), I spent the whole day in my messy apartment (city girls just don't know how to do their household chores, you know!), only sporadically dressed, translating a very indecent book and having occasional shots of plum vodka with iced plum juice (because, you see, apart from the fact that ALL girls from the capital drink and do drugs, it's in fact really refreshing). And still - that's the worst part - for all this indecent conduct I'm getting more money than they will ever see on their monthly paycheck.
Apparently, the world is in shambles.
But I swear, guys, if I had a cow on the balcony, I'd milk it regularly.
(And then I'd have a Flying Grasshopper or a Velvet Hammer, muehehehe.)