a regular day

yesterday we had the presentation for the last pitch of the horrid period we've had lately, so we finally have some days for relaxation. i'm not sure enough relaxation would occur these days anyway, but i am trying. so this post is in accordance with my willingness to relax. ok, i'd better shut up now.

as i was walking with alex, i caught a glimpse of these lines posted on a wall between all sorts of stencils and graffiti. i liked them because they seemed to actually bear a story. i don't know anything about it, i haven't gt the slightest idea how they ended up there, but i simply appreciated their story potential.

then i had a weird lemonde in Green Hours. it was weird cause it contained far more curacao (or something) juice than lemon juice, which made the term "lemonade" the waiter used quite overpromissing.

parks are really sad when there's practically nobody around. children's playgrounds without children giggling seemed lonely in the "loneliness of the long-distance runner" sense. it that makes any sense.

and i noticed this on Eminescu, as i was heading to the office.

the best part of the day however, was that i bought myself some great books, and i found some new interesting comics, and i also found some video tapes featuring Rahan and Tintin. Enough for now, more posting will come as i actually start reading the books.