I got documents! It's leningrad or bust.
Not real-real documents but, y'know, beggars, choosers and all. (And no, it's all legal, i swear! just not what i expected) Courtesy of the russian embassy no less. I now have my own name and everything. God. I didn't even know dad renewed our the double citizenship.
Isstvan and Olegs are goddamn saints. In more ways than one. Anyway. For some reason or anther Ukraine and Belarus are spatting with Glorious Motherland again. One had a merge plan fall through and the other can't divide black sea. I know those are the problems that matter highly to ME. how about you? Anyhow. So now everybody's making waves and beefing up border inspections and such to show how we're all manly and sovereign and who the fuck are they kidding, really?
The upshot of which is that I can't take a plane and be in St. peter tomorrow. Train is out for a couple of reasons, i'm sure need no real detailed explaining. Which is where Isstvan gets his sainthood again. he's setting me up. I am going to get there in style. Chaufferred. Yeaaah, babeee.
So tomorrow I'm off. Or actually maybe even tonight. (Dude, you'd think mafia boss have organizational skills better than.. well, me.) So yeah, I'm still not quite sure of the exact plan, beingy figured out as I type. It's either a boat or a plane in Romania. Whichever gets me there without passing through ukranian airspace/territorial waters. I'm rooting for a plane myself, but at this point I'll settle for just getting out of here.
And now I gots ta go!
Packing, you see. MMhmm. that's right. I have laggage again. Not my own, but truthfully i am not exactly losing on the exchange here. my crap... that's still in Talinn. Apparently it went off during one of the checks - can't for the life of me figure out how since the only electrical thing i had in there was my razor but that doesn't even have batteries in it... Screw it. i don't even care anymore.
Also. Oleg said that he's pretty sure it's going to be fairly easy to get Bryant yanked into civilian existance, once I get there and say that... you know. I'm me. And he's him.
He just needs info. So...
DEX!!!! READ THIS!!!!
Email me and him(Oleg) with the data on unit and your contract. I sent you his addy.
And do try to contact vladimir or genrikh, if you can.
So yeah, umm... Chances are am going to post again tomorow maybe. Rena's schoolmate is getting married in Clui, so she is coming with and that means that I will probably get a comp access at some point.
Otherwise - it's probably till i get into the loving embrace of my psychotic relatives who somehow managed to lose my former roommate and deposit him in central Asia somewhere. Although if i find out that they issued dex an AK, i am abandoning this whole thing and going home. Russia can fend for herself. So yeah back to the point - not sure about the posting schedule in any way.
(BTW. Question. Who the hell gets married in december? And is it really necessary to go visit the would be bride like two months in advance? See? I didn't think so either.)
Ah the joys of the little experience I like to call completely randomised access to internet due to the fiery flames of fire that brougt down my hostel and fried my laptop.
So.
yeah.
I have Luggage! I have Documents! I am going Home! Dex is in the Army! And I am not in Jail!
it's all very exciting, I feel.
Everybody! do the gulag Dance!
... huh. that doesn't quite have the same feel to it as it used to.
Isstvan and Olegs are goddamn saints. In more ways than one. Anyway. For some reason or anther Ukraine and Belarus are spatting with Glorious Motherland again. One had a merge plan fall through and the other can't divide black sea. I know those are the problems that matter highly to ME. how about you? Anyhow. So now everybody's making waves and beefing up border inspections and such to show how we're all manly and sovereign and who the fuck are they kidding, really?
The upshot of which is that I can't take a plane and be in St. peter tomorrow. Train is out for a couple of reasons, i'm sure need no real detailed explaining. Which is where Isstvan gets his sainthood again. he's setting me up. I am going to get there in style. Chaufferred. Yeaaah, babeee.
So tomorrow I'm off. Or actually maybe even tonight. (Dude, you'd think mafia boss have organizational skills better than.. well, me.) So yeah, I'm still not quite sure of the exact plan, beingy figured out as I type. It's either a boat or a plane in Romania. Whichever gets me there without passing through ukranian airspace/territorial waters. I'm rooting for a plane myself, but at this point I'll settle for just getting out of here.
And now I gots ta go!
Packing, you see. MMhmm. that's right. I have laggage again. Not my own, but truthfully i am not exactly losing on the exchange here. my crap... that's still in Talinn. Apparently it went off during one of the checks - can't for the life of me figure out how since the only electrical thing i had in there was my razor but that doesn't even have batteries in it... Screw it. i don't even care anymore.
Also. Oleg said that he's pretty sure it's going to be fairly easy to get Bryant yanked into civilian existance, once I get there and say that... you know. I'm me. And he's him.
He just needs info. So...
DEX!!!! READ THIS!!!!
Email me and him(Oleg) with the data on unit and your contract. I sent you his addy.
And do try to contact vladimir or genrikh, if you can.
So yeah, umm... Chances are am going to post again tomorow maybe. Rena's schoolmate is getting married in Clui, so she is coming with and that means that I will probably get a comp access at some point.
Otherwise - it's probably till i get into the loving embrace of my psychotic relatives who somehow managed to lose my former roommate and deposit him in central Asia somewhere. Although if i find out that they issued dex an AK, i am abandoning this whole thing and going home. Russia can fend for herself. So yeah back to the point - not sure about the posting schedule in any way.
(BTW. Question. Who the hell gets married in december? And is it really necessary to go visit the would be bride like two months in advance? See? I didn't think so either.)
Ah the joys of the little experience I like to call completely randomised access to internet due to the fiery flames of fire that brougt down my hostel and fried my laptop.
So.
yeah.
I have Luggage! I have Documents! I am going Home! Dex is in the Army! And I am not in Jail!
it's all very exciting, I feel.
Everybody! do the gulag Dance!
... huh. that doesn't quite have the same feel to it as it used to.