10th of December

Day Bob. The tree is almost finished now, it stands and whats left are the branchs. Handed in all my smithing projects and ready to hand in my drawing projects and turn over my key and equipment store. I cant but feel a sense of relaxsation, whether it was the easy cold and the exictment of riding my bike throw snow or the Russian next door drinking themselves stupid and dancing their Kossack dance and singing to Eurovsioin, but right now, everything seems as if it would be fine. Of course it wont, because tomorrow i'll fuck something up.