I woke up today (hehe good start ehy?) feeling quite refreshed, having had a not too bad evening the day before. I saw alot of new faces on the street yesterday, ironically many were ghosts from the past.

Being not overly too drunk neither too sober I might remember the evening a little bit to well so let’s just say I wasted about 200crowns on nothing and ended up hearing a girls confession about her virginity.
Me and my mate elaborately coached her into keeping it for another night saying “all men are swine” even though we all knew that it really meant “all men are swine ”color: #7f7f00;“>except for us”.

Well she was cute and drunk so when she begun asking us for the number to the guy who had abondoned her that night, well I gave her my number instead. She called it up still not realizing that there was no way in hell that we could have known this fellows number.

So I hand my cell over to my mate as I was seriously struggling with chocking back the laughs.

So he answered…. Exchanged a few lines:
Where are you?
I’m outside McDonalds.
What? Where are you? I’m outside McDonalds, will you come over here?
(At this point I’m having real trouble holding back my laugh as this girl is actually sitting beside the guy she’s talking to on the phone)
I’m already here, can’t you see me?
What? Please come to McDonalds I’m outside. (completely ignoring everything he said)

So she hangs up and zealously says “He said he’d come over”….. That to was the moment that I actually started to feel very sorry for this poor drunk damsel. So I confessed
“He’s not coming… Sorry but we tricked you…”
She looked like she was about to cry but I locked her in steady eyecontact and jedi-like repeated:
“I’m truly sorry, will you forgive me?”.

She bit back her lip and gave me a silent nod. I felt a kind of repulsive twisted exhilaration for having been forgiven for something I deliberately caused.
Just for the record kids, mind control will bring you closer to the darkside.

Shortly after that her friend came along and rescued her from us, aw well that’s just as good I’d hate having to tell her in the morning that I’m not that Viktor who she intended to lose her virginity too….

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Well today was pretty dull, I bet a few of my hours watching “Sex and the City: The movie” with a friend and his girlfriend.. Halfway through I realize that this is the extended version and I had another 1h30m of pure joy to experience..

And actually It was a great movie!
Disregarding that all the melodramatic events that took place were mostly self inflicted and caused by desperate self centered women who act before they think.
I mean it took her 5 months to speak with her friends openly about maybe forgiving the man, you really could feel the group pressure and their fear of eachothers opinions.
That dosen’t sound like a very tight crew too me..

Simply put I found it hard to identify myself with the role characters because of their lacking honesty and trust.

I think I’m gonna go watch 300 for a doze of sanity.