Butros Butros Gali! Well, yesterday was a fabulous day. Met a lady from Tyler, TX and infected her with a bit of paranoia. As always, I don’t care what to talk about so when I feel bored, I start to tease a company. She said some plain phrase don’t recall what about exactly, finished with “okay”. Then I asked if she knew the origins of the word “okay”. She got stunned for a few seconds and then said she didn’t but she wants to. I replied there’s no official version and all existing ones are at least suspicious. She said her dad taught her never to say the words which meaning she didn’t know, so it’s like about time to stop using “okay”too. I said that probably comes from some masonic conspiracy. She didn’t say anything but seemed to be very thoughtful. I didn’t want to do her any evil though. She was nice, we had a good chit-chat and I thought she would ask for my phone number. Didn’t do it, most probably because we’d never talk and that’s understood. Oh that crazy man in red denims, as Stephanie calls me.

It’s almost 1 am and I’m in the bed typing this stuff on a laptop. Sure, this lady is not what made my day. Scooter did. But there was a separate post about it.

Stayed up late last night, till 5 am. Was trying to tweak iPod, which now seems to have limited support of last.fm synchronisation. There are a few problems: iPod history of playback doesn’t always recognize Cyrillic and West-European symbols (I even don’t mention hieroglyphs ), then doesn’t matter how many times you listened to the track - it always counts as one (with a timestamp of the latest playback), then you have to listen to the track to the very end or else it doesn’t count. So, when I lay here for an hour with Scooter - She Said in the headphones, that would only count as one track. Not fair! But it submitted after all and that's good.

Now I see how I miss my diary. I was writing BS for 1.5 years in LiveJournal and left it completely wrecked. Although old time English posts still are most valuable.

Yeah, it's Nine Eleven today. A huge hoax perpetrated upon the entire world, along with The Moon Flight and all the democratic revolutions in the world. I don't believe in anything at all these days. As my tutor in journalism taught me: before you believe anything, think who and why would want you to believe it.