Cheers

Twelve hundred euro.
Yeah, that's what he paid. Twelve..hundred freaking euro, for a small bottle of brandy. (?.) This is a big enigma for me.  
There was small bottle of brandy in a big red box planted in another big red box, which i put in another big box so it could be sent to the guy who just paid TWELVE hunnnndred euro, for that bottle in the box in the box in the box.  In a few days he will get it, put it on a shelf and LOOK at it. Why would he drink it? He just paid a ridiculous amount of money for it, he can't just waste it. And if he does, it's gotta be worth it, it's gotta be a pretty damn good brandy.

Anyway. Today was the last day at the warehouse. (For now at least.)  After almost four months, i'm done. I wasn't even supposed to stay there more than eight weeks. What happened? Well,  tomorrow i will go fighting kids in a kindergarden. garten.. however it's spelled.  wish me luck! (i don't even know where the place is in the first place.)

Right now i'm awake again, though i should be sleeping. I just felt like being awake a little longer, after everyone has gone to bed, cause then it's oh so still here, silent, peace and quiet. It's so easy to appreciate silence when you're constantly surrounded by sounds, laughter, screaming, movements, people, radios. the few quiet moments suddenly seems so nice. And the same goes the other way around, for someone who's constantly surrounded by silence, sounds  gets even more appreciated.

time for sleep now. night!