Energy #07 06 июля 1997

Story - Day of the Young Writers.

                 STORY!

Composed Demon'om



         DAY young writer.



     Got up this morning, my heart with joy. Write, write and 
write (accent on the second syllable)! I'll start a story about 
the electrician vysokovoltnikah, came up with idea of ​​a novel 
and read Hegel and listen to Debussy in-store grammplastinok.


     Met Chapu - took vilify 100
rubles. Show his girlfriend. Chapa asked to return tomorrow, is 
not it $ 100, he got them from someone show me. Went on the 
radio show $ 100, saying that was on television, went on to 
Television, showed $ 100, said that he had received on the 
Radio, went to the newspaper wanted to show $ 100, but could 
not. Something thrown out - looked around: me.


     Sat on a bus, I met a girl on
had dreamed all his life. Go for it, came out of the trolleybus 
- go for it, went into Shop - go for it, turned into a cafe -

go for it, turned around - do not go for it and
more never go for someone will not!

     I came home - it's time to work. Undressed, washed, 
shaved, took refuge, awake, rose. Ate a stuffed cabbage, ate 
the cabbage with the second cabbage rolls, ate half of the third

and the entire second. Ate meat from the fourth and
Figure out the fifth. On the sixth disgusted look, poured with 
sour cream, not to see - and ... ate. Discovered that he was 
mistaken and eaten seventh, came back and ate six.


     Sat at the typewriter, write a biography
a book about Kavaldose, called Chape advice. Chapa said that 
kavaldos - is Vodka. Sorry, the name is good.


     Chapa ran and brought a rare terrible
book. Offers to surrender in bukinestichesky
shop. Etched library stamp -
incurred by the commission. Book not found - Chapu learned, the 
book left, Chapu taken. I gone, I was not interested: Chapa 
screams - at his home iron was included.


     Got bored, bought a pie with a cabbage, he was with the 
meat - was fun. Went to the library, took Hegel and polish

Display. Read the "Screen", passed Hegel.

     Two hours of the night, came home just
time: Boris phoned and asked where
Light lives? Explained how to go there. Borja said that he 
wanted out, he's her, but did not remember how to get home.

Said that with aetodroma to express, because the light lives in 
Kiev. 

     Note on the table: "I'll be tonight."
Remembered that my. Not a day without a line,
worth living!