[10.09.2014 9:39] Today I was convinced in the saying "accidentalities are not accidental": yesterday on the lighthouse I met a girl quite not bad, but in her initially I was interested in her socks. Fuck him well. He went down to the subway and stood up in the wagon. I do not strict anyone. He turns his head and stands next to him. Okay I think sometimes. He got out of the car and made a transfer. She is sitting again. What for? In the end, she may accept me and the maniac who is watching her. The first came out of the car. Already standing at the lighthouse turned around and saw her going again. I already think - well, it would be just an abyss if she lives in my house, but not. I think okay. Today at work I go out of the toilet (and we have different cabins and one dishwasher) and she enters. She was shorter on the floor than I was working.