p.s. needless to say that i feel a little bit embarrassed for most of my old entries in this journal, but whatever.

and to those few who still hangin' on there:  hello/salut/hola/hoi etc.

Jaques Brel, cigarette and coffee. April is here - u know what it means for me ( Read more... )

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i was out for lunch. usually i go for lunch to one cafe, 15-20 min by foot from my work, not so near, but i like this particular place and dont want to go anywhere else. it's a very small, but kinda noisy cafe. anyway, for me it's cosy. i always go alone for lunch, and it's quite strange feeling - sitting there by myself, cause at the other time i ( Read more... )

weird, weird November ( Read more... )

last week i was there:


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i should write more in this lj, but the most stupid thing is that my writing English is awful in spite i read a lot in English and understand quite well. and i almost forgot Spanish ( Read more... )

( that's me )

( photo. another piece of august. me )

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