Sorry for mistakes, i'm too tired to check it all.

I'm sorry, Wallander, i'm so sorry, i know, i must be the laziest bum on this planet. 

- Nothing happens to me, - said Watson and i join his club. Well, actually, he met Sherlock afterwards, but i think i'm not so lucky and it won't happen smth like that in my life. So till last three days really NOTHING happend to me. Alone in the city.

But, as i said, there was nothing special in my life till last three days. 

CAUSE THESE DAYS ARE FUCKING MAD!!!11
I am DEAD tired. DEAD. Cause three days ago me and my mom suddenly realized that Alex is coming on 16th of July. And accroding to the fact we've been living peaceful bachelor life and didn't really try to keep our apartment in good order, we had FUCKING HUGE amount of  things to do. We threw out about 6 huge garbage bags filled with junk. We cleaned EVERYTHING, we made every our room PERFECT.  Somebody kill me, i can't feel my back.

He. Is. Coming. Back. Oh my God, i'll be hugging him in 34 hours and 12 minutes. I can't believe that these two years of waiting will end. 
I'm trying not to think about the time when he'll have to go back. Sometimes i think that it might be better not to meet him every two years. Not to meet him ever. Because it hurts. Very, very much. Stupid thoughts, of course, i must be happy. And i am. But it still hurts and i can't do anything to reduce the pain.

What's new? I'm ginger. Because of Amy, i think :D I've found my lost headphones. I've  passed PET, yeah! I've bought nice old-fashioned bag. I've taken up learning German. 

And that ABSOLUTELY AMAZING t-shirt will be mine in two or three days.

 

And i miss you, Wallander. Very, very much.