For a year and a half full-time freelance for 15-20 hours a day (sometimes two days in a row I work, then a day off sleep) was filled with funny situations. For example, I did not drive a car last winter. After NG went out once to dig it out of the snow, because the car already almost looked like a patan priora, lowered to zero. I often forget what my wife said, a second after the conversation, because the writers will write and perform.

Apophysis occurred this summer. I’ve been sitting behind the compass for more than 30 hours. A woman wakes up in the morning. Her first phrase: "Say you didn't eat from a dog dish at night." And I have a dog’s bowl on the table, and a spoonful runs out of it. My wife washed the dishes with her dog’s dish. I went out in the night to look for boob-eat, took the first "table" from a bunch of washed dishes, sprinkled the strawberries there and, apparently, ignorantly ate xD