Yet it's been raining for the past 9 days. I'm not even kidding. It's been raining for the past 9 days straight. A few more days of rain and I'm starting to build a boat.

Stuff is still cool, as summer in general, there isn't a night when you can't call someone and find yourself at a party. Working during the day, drinking during the night. My employer is starting to suspect that I'm an alcoholic. I tried telling him that it's just a "russian thing", but I doubt he'll understand.

I'm still drawing, then and again, but most of the time I end up scrapping the sketches - not because they're bad, they're good, but I just know that there is no way in hell I'll ever finish them. Between the "summer event" and work I barely have any time on my hands, which I spend on films and TV series.
Speaking of which, Inidiana-fucking-Jones.. YEAH? I loved it, although most of my friends hated it. Now I just end up hating them. Indredible Hulk, Iron Man, Indiana Jones and more to come in the next couple of months. Summer, summer is god damn incredible.