Breakfast on Pluto

Manchester... I came here with Maarja and Ingrid to earn the last pennies of our fundraising.. well, we have done some money alrady. But more fun. Maarja - a blond "mysterious girl", whom you should know to describe. Ingrid - a ginger country girl with a temporary lip failure. They're both kind of lookers, and I'm the one who has to do the thinking and decision making part.

It's been almost constant joke here. We had blind luck and found a place to stay in the city centre at a girl's place. We're basically never home at the same time, so it's like having our own home in the middle of everything here - or 5 minute walk from further places and 10 minute walk from the furthest places. In the working days we stumble to the university and sell as many magazines as we can during our max 3 hour long working hours. First we have a long sleep and a nice breakfast, of course (I've only been to Starbucks once!) and then we fill our time with high class entertainment. First Sarah, our lovely hostess must have thought we're the nerds of the nerds as we stayed at home every night, reading books and sleeping while she had her friends over. Sometimes we really spent a quiet night in, having wine with pointless movie and talking about our secrets that noone should know. Well, until now, anyway. It was quite crazy, in a matter of fact. Me and Ingrid shared a marten (nugis) back in CICD (wow, it's almost 2 weeks ago from these events.. it seems so far away) and so we had to discuss every aspect of it, and all the topics that felt revelant.. it's gooood nobody understand estonian here, otherwise I would be ashamed. at least a little bit.

The local Gay Village is 30 seconds walk (and 20 seconds run) from our house. But the clubs that we have visited so far are full of horny middle aged men who are insisting us to kiss each other (and them, as well, eventually) all the time... yack Maybe we'll have more luck today. I wonder, will we really go fundraising today?

"Breakfast on Pluto" is a cute film. You should see it. We did. And we were almost thrown out from the cinema after it...

PS! Tenho muitas saudades de voce, querido Brasil! Vou voltar pra voce! Um dia, vou voltar!!! Bejios!