{"id":2001,"date":"2007-08-17T22:49:40","date_gmt":"2007-08-17T20:49:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/?p=2001"},"modified":"2007-08-17T22:49:40","modified_gmt":"2007-08-17T20:49:40","slug":"friday-ish","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/?p=2001","title":{"rendered":"friday-ish"},"content":{"rendered":"

Beer
\npark
\ndarkness
\ni’m alive
\nand a nice evening to you :)<\/p>\n

… was the sms I sent to a dear (wonderful) person from the lake with the lilies. While going home I passed near the observatory and overheard some people singing “Libe” (“Loved one”) by Balkandji (I waited until the end of the song), in Iztok ) I walked near a singing lad, and at the Pliska bus station (as I had shopped a bit and was feeling lazy) I showed a lad how to pop a spline (which Svetyo (knight) showed me a long time ago).<\/p>\n

(I had a meeting with some people around the lake with the lilies, but they didn’t show – It didn’t ruin the mood)<\/p>\n

So, to summarize… I took off from the office with a beer, I got to the park, I drank it, I walked around, I got another beer, went to Pliska and drank it on the way, shopped some stuff and a beer and drank it on the way home. I even said ‘cheers’ to some kids in the bus…<\/p>\n

From days like this the serial killers are born. We cleaned and arranged the final things today, sorted about 200 cables<\/a> (some day I’ll make a garden like this), arranged the last parts, cleaned… Monday I’ll swear a bit at the people I was a substitute for (Kiril, Kalin, I mean you), after which I’ll be taking a few days vacation…<\/p>\n

So the idea for the serial killer comes from the thing that after a day like the current one and the wonderful night I’d kill almost anybody that’s disturbing my peace… I think I need some really strong sedatives, maybe a room with padded walls too.<\/p>\n

(I’m wondering about buying a bass guitar. I know I’m musically invalid, but there might be some hope.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Beer park darkness i’m alive and a nice evening to you :) … was the sms I sent to a dear (wonderful) person from the lake with the lilies. While going home I passed near the observatory and overheard some people singing “Libe” (“Loved one”) by Balkandji (I waited until the end of the song), […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2001","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2001","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2001"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2001\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2001"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2001"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vasil.ludost.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2001"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}