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*Siberia*  (OP)

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Smart tactic but I'm no entertainer :D

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I ordered Indian food :D its pretty good, never order it before and was kinda scared what they'll bring me :)

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Dober Tek !

Am baking some mini-croissants :-)




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Glitching thought on purple music.

And there you are... sitting at the same counter again, watching your friends losing themselves in a sweet drunkenness and hoping that for once they will remember how to get out of their cheerful intoxication even if there is almost no time left until the bar needs to close.

You light up another cigarette and sip from your cup of coffee... your mind rewinds the childhood memories in which you and your friends were having a great time together, imagining all sort of stories, playing all characters in them, pulling sticks to sort out who's playing on the hero side and who on the villain side, inventing all sort of games - games for the rainy days, games for the too hot days, games for the freezing days. And everything was so easy to be played, so easy to be imagined no matter the day, the night, the time.
Oh, time...
Time unfolded directions for each of you to walk through, and even though there was a distance in between you stayed friends and promised to see each other once a week.
So you all gathered in a bar to share memories from what you all experienced on your paths, to play some tricks on each other and have a good laugh, to remember stories from childhood and the times you played them out. And it was so good... for a while. After that while, your friends lost their smiles, they became anxious to sit at the table and anxious to ask for... wine. And all their problems stuck in their minds were sliding down their throats in a red as blood whirpool of essence extracted from purple grapes.
You asked them: "why" ?
"Because is 7th day" they answered - "even God rested on the 7th day".
"Yeah, but was God drinking away the senses ?"
"Stop playing the almighty with us now - when you'll have problems you will drink them too !"
"But how do you know that i don't have problems too ?"
"You'd be drinking with us instead of trying to lecture us. So shutup and let's have some fun !"
You sipped your coffee and pretended to understand all their jokes and laugh with them thinking that they are your friends and friends stick together no matter what.
And the habit of intoxication doubled as the resting days in a week doubled too.
Then they tripled as some holidays made their way into the weekly schedule.
And the wine enough no more...
And you kept sipping your coffees, lighting your cigarettes and watching them, laughing with them at times... or telling the barman to keep an eye on them while you were waving good bye to your friends and they were cursing you for not drinking with them as a friend should do.
The very few days in which your friends were sober they called you on the phone to say that they were sorry, that problems were too many, that you should've helped them and fixed their problems... the other many days of intoxication they were calling to curse you for not being there at the table anymore and cheering for the barman who kept pouring the wine - for being their true friend.
Until this night.
The phone rang: it was the barman calling.
You listened to him and told him to wait for you to come.
You grabbed your cigarettes and jumped into the car. The night was cold, the stars were shining bright, the meteors were sliding round the corner of the eye like hidden frozen tears drops waiting to fall. You stepped into the bar and headed behind the counter. The barman hugged you and you thanked him for keeping an eye on things, then asked him what was going on in your absence.
"Well, they kept intoxicating themselves all week now. From wine to spirits, to weed and meth, to pills and champagne, to mushrooms and flowers, i was worried that they will find a way to smoke the table too."
"I've told you to put them at a granite table - my friends are though like that"
You both laughed then you asked the barman to give you the lemons.
"Do you need help ?" he asked.
"Of course, you already knew the answer!"
And you both continued laughing and squeezing the lemons.
"Should i add honey ?" the barman wondered.
"No! No more honey this time! But you could add some mint leaves"
You put the lemonade in bottles and asked for a coffee.
"Should i wake them up ?" asked the barman,
"Not yet. Give them 10 more minutes. And play that final countdown tune - it never gets old."
You lighted a cigarette and watched the show going on at your friends table, while sipping from your coffee (obviously - rolling eyes moment).
Some friends were throwing paper money in the air while a few others were crawling under the table to gather them, a few of them were having sex on the table while others were licking the chairs for bread crumbles, a few were crashing paintings to build a cross from their wooden frames while others were carving horns from the same wood, a few were dancing naked around a fire built from their own clothes and singing kumbaya while cursing everyone who were not positively naked like them.
"Did you put a cup of water on their table as i asked you ?" you asked the barman.
"I did. It lasted for 5 minutes. They threw it on the floor and decided to pee in the cup."
"Oh... is it that time again ?"
"I'm afraid it is. Those 10 minutes are gone." said the barman winking.
"Ok, let's do this and go back home after. You need some rest, my friend." you winked back smiling.
The barman pushed a button and suddenly the bar was flooded with a purple light.
All your friends were coming back to their senses like waking up from a strange magic. They were all sober and asking themselves what's happening.
The barman pushed another button and the purple light changed into a bright white light and the table was no more, the bar was no more, building was no more... The naked friends were shocked and visibly sick, shaking in the cold of the night.
"Where did all disappear ?"
"What happened ? where are we ?"
"Where is our world gone ? what do we do now ?"
You smiled and grabbed the bottles with lemonade from the ground and threw them to your friends.
"Have some lemonade. You need it !" you told them.
"Where did your world gone - you asked ? Around the corner. You can catch it if you run fast enough or you can build another one."
"Are you insane ?" asked your friends with the faces distorted by the pressure of the intoxicating substances trying to flow out of their mouths.
"We'll see each other again, my friends. Take care."
You smiled at them, grabbed the armed offered by the barman, waved good-bye and whispered "later", while both of you stepped out from the bright light and vanished from their sight.





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Glitching thought on purple music.

And there you are... sitting at the same counter again, watching your friends losing themselves in a sweet drunkenness and hoping that for once they will remember how to get out of their cheerful intoxication even if there is almost no time left until the bar needs to close.

You light up another cigarette and sip from your cup of coffee... your mind rewinds the childhood memories in which you and your friends were having a great time together, imagining all sort of stories, playing all characters in them, pulling sticks to sort out who's playing on the hero side and who on the villain side, inventing all sort of games - games for the rainy days, games for the too hot days, games for the freezing days. And everything was so easy to be played, so easy to be imagined no matter the day, the night, the time.
Oh, time...
Time unfolded directions for each of you to walk through, and even though there was a distance in between you stayed friends and promised to see each other once a week.
So you all gathered in a bar to share memories from what you all experienced on your paths, to play some tricks on each other and have a good laugh, to remember stories from childhood and the times you played them out. And it was so good... for a while. After that while, your friends lost their smiles, they became anxious to sit at the table and anxious to ask for... wine. And all their problems stuck in their minds were sliding down their throats in a red as blood whirpool of essence extracted from purple grapes.
You asked them: "why" ?
"Because is 7th day" they answered - "even God rested on the 7th day".
"Yeah, but was God drinking away the senses ?"
"Stop playing the almighty with us now - when you'll have problems you will drink them too !"
"But how do you know that i don't have problems too ?"
"You'd be drinking with us instead of trying to lecture us. So shutup and let's have some fun !"
You sipped your coffee and pretended to understand all their jokes and laugh with them thinking that they are your friends and friends stick together no matter what.
And the habit of intoxication doubled as the resting days in a week doubled too.
Then they tripled as some holidays made their way into the weekly schedule.
And the wine enough no more...
And you kept sipping your coffees, lighting your cigarettes and watching them, laughing with them at times... or telling the barman to keep an eye on them while you were waving good bye to your friends and they were cursing you for not drinking with them as a friend should do.
The very few days in which your friends were sober they called you on the phone to say that they were sorry, that problems were too many, that you should've helped them and fixed their problems... the other many days of intoxication they were calling to curse you for not being there at the table anymore and cheering for the barman who kept pouring the wine - for being their true friend.
Until this night.
The phone rang: it was the barman calling.
You listened to him and told him to wait for you to come.
You grabbed your cigarettes and jumped into the car. The night was cold, the stars were shining bright, the meteors were sliding round the corner of the eye like hidden frozen tears drops waiting to fall. You stepped into the bar and headed behind the counter. The barman hugged you and you thanked him for keeping an eye on things, then asked him what was going on in your absence.
"Well, they kept intoxicating themselves all week now. From wine to spirits, to weed and meth, to pills and champagne, to mushrooms and flowers, i was worried that they will find a way to smoke the table too."
"I've told you to put them at a granite table - my friends are though like that"
You both laughed then you asked the barman to give you the lemons.
"Do you need help ?" he asked.
"Of course, you already knew the answer!"
And you both continued laughing and squeezing the lemons.
"Should i add honey ?" the barman wondered.
"No! No more honey this time! But you could add some mint leaves"
You put the lemonade in bottles and asked for a coffee.
"Should i wake them up ?" asked the barman,
"Not yet. Give them 10 more minutes. And play that final countdown tune - it never gets old."
You lighted a cigarette and watched the show going on at your friends table, while sipping from your coffee (obviously - rolling eyes moment).
Some friends were throwing paper money in the air while a few others were crawling under the table to gather them, a few of them were having sex on the table while others were licking the chairs for bread crumbles, a few were crashing paintings to build a cross from their wooden frames while others were carving horns from the same wood, a few were dancing naked around a fire built from their own clothes and singing kumbaya while cursing everyone who were not positively naked like them.
"Did you put a cup of water on their table as i asked you ?" you asked the barman.
"I did. It lasted for 5 minutes. They threw it on the floor and decided to pee in the cup."
"Oh... is it that time again ?"
"I'm afraid it is. Those 10 minutes are gone." said the barman winking.
"Ok, let's do this and go back home after. You need some rest, my friend." you winked back smiling.
The barman pushed a button and suddenly the bar was flooded with a purple light.
All your friends were coming back to their senses like waking up from a strange magic. They were all sober and asking themselves what's happening.
The barman pushed another button and the purple light changed into a bright white light and the table was no more, the bar was no more, building was no more... The naked friends were shocked and visibly sick, shaking in the cold of the night.
"Where did all disappear ?"
"What happened ? where are we ?"
"Where is our world gone ? what do we do now ?"
You smiled and grabbed the bottles with lemonade from the ground and threw them to your friends.
"Have some lemonade. You need it !" you told them.
"Where did your world gone - you asked ? Around the corner. You can catch it if you run fast enough or you can build another one."
"Are you insane ?" asked your friends with the faces distorted by the pressure of the intoxicating substances trying to flow out of their mouths.
"We'll see each other again, my friends. Take care."
You smiled at them, grabbed the armed offered by the barman, waved good-bye and whispered "later", while both of you stepped out from the bright light and vanished from their sight.





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congrats

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congrats

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lol

I hope that it was entertaining :-)
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It was applause


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It was applause


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Thank you.

Heeeeeeey !
I thought that you were sleeping !
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I like this one


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I'm at work, I don't sleep at work. :)

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*rises an eyebrow*

You don't say...



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I'm so hungry damn it, four hours to go and I already ate my stuff :/


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I'm so hungry damn it, four hours to go and I already ate my stuff :/


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Oooops !

I forgot something in the oven.
*runs*
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It's all ok :-)
The cheese pie is saved. Yeeeeey !



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What shall We call the name of this Glitch in the System?
Is it some kind of Andromeda Strain?

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well there was a glitch yesterday in LA. Huge glitch, wasn't happy about it at all. Only 6pts by Luka, second time he froze against LeBron. LeBron his idol slaphim he scared a bit of him...
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stop teasing with cheese pie Siby :D
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well there was a glitch yesterday in LA. Huge glitch, wasn't happy about it at all. Only 6pts by Luka, second time he froze against LeBron. LeBron his idol slaphim he scared a bit of him...
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Well... sorry.


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Maybe someday Luka will play in that Space Jam too.

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stop teasing with cheese pie Siby :D
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mmmkay.

Pancakes then ?
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What shall We call the name of this Glitch in the System?
Is it some kind of Andromeda Strain?

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I don't know... 1dunno1
Was thinking to call it Bob - from Blob, but then it wouldn't be a glitch anymore.
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A day late but nonetheless, Happy birthday Romania!!

rojstnirojstnirojstnirojstni


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A day late but nonetheless, Happy birthday Romania!!

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Hehehe :-)

cheers

Here's something to scratch your head.


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btw: if you hear a romanian saying that he/she's rubbing the mint it means that he/she's wasting time on doing nothing chuckle

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Carrot in your bum?

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oh its so lovely, these Sunday mornings. I'll go home to my sweet house and when I'll open the front door the heat from radiators will burst into my face and it will be like happy pill. Heated rooms in winter are important here in the East. And make myself nice breakfast and then just chill with my weeds until tuesday while others will be depressed about monday :D



sweet dreams sleeping

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