Matvei Delenda Est

The onda I sensed on Friday eve, was more than just perceived onda, it was actually there onda. Matvei and Tinka are now officially an item. *sobs* That makes me very unpleased. Konstantin wanted to know if I had any wicked good plots to win back Matvei and vanquish Tinka, but alas, I have not such a plan.

I'm sorry for drunk blogging last night, it was very irresponsible of me. I also called Vassily "my darling albatross", a poorly constructed allusion to "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner". What an unfortunate thing to say.

I also called my Texan exchange pal, and we swilled wine together over the phone, cursed at each other in broken Chilean Spanish, and generally had a fabulous time, cavorting verbally to and fro. I miss him. We partied it upppp bizatch!.

Today was actually a good day, just not socially. Socially I was all alone. But it was a good day because I wasn't so very hungover, and I woke up naturally at 4:30. Then I had a techno party by myself in my room.

Spanish was fabulous, because the French exchange student gave his presentation, speaking Spanish with his accent. It was kute. And he said "pingy-pongy" which was even more fabulous. And what's even better, is that he is so fucking stereotypically French. He likes escargot, and he likes going to techno parties. We could be great friends, if I didn't have morals and Would actually associate with a French person.

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