i wanted to spend the night with a girl...

...and i did it.
At last, i would say...me, Inigo and two polish girls...
...well, maybe it wasn't exactly what i had in my mind, but...
....
i'm just back from KOMISARIAT (for those of you who don't understand, i'm talking about a police station)...

no worries, everything is fine... only some bastard stole all ours coats in the cloackroom (details in private.. now i'm too fed up with this story to write it here) and... and nothing.. we called the police that drove us to Komisariat (me and Inigo were in one of those cars where the doors of the passengers can be open only from outside.. very cool) and kept us there for hours, waiting, questioning us, and waiting...
luckily they didn't kicked us out in the cold polish morning (zero degrees without jacket is horrible), but they gave us a ride home...
....
shit happens...but at least we had some fun... and some stories to tell...

c ya
d.