attempt at writing - Daily Hacker ordinary.

<b>attempt at writing</b> - Daily Hacker ordinary.

SoundTrack: COMPOSED BY DARKMAN / SMG
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(C) STRAKE / ZBHG
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       Hacker day, ordinary.



                 Morning.



    ... Her lip descended lower and lower,
awakening in me an acute zhelanie.Ya already sen
                  sponded, as her hair
 c intertwined with mine, and
uc as still blowing in the well of the spi c vents (oh, we must
_ C it was close!). Osta
  c valis schitanye mgnoveI c prior to the collision of two

  c elements, and now ...
3 c I woke up and not a CPA
                  Dhu realized that it was
just a dream. His head ached terribly, but still do not 
understand why is in my pants cord from the printer and a 
powerful stream of air from the conditioner completely spoiled 
me mood. With some difficulty pulling the cord out of panties 
and plug out of your ass and turning off the air conditioner, I 
looked around for blankets, which in itself is not found after 
waking up. We detected no blanket - sent optic nerves signal 
the brain. After ten seconds, immediately after receiving a 
brain signal, I went to the bathroom on the way otpinyvaya 
empty bottles, diskettes and other attributes of life. Since 
the path to the bathroom to take a brain had nothing, I began 
to consider coming across the bottle and a floppy disk. "Three 
bottles at the front door, two stick out of the kitty litter, 
three glued to superglue to the ceiling and one looks out of 
the toilet. Just ten. Yeah, not very much and originally, they 
hid them, apparently, was Still not enough. So, sir, floppy ... 
Two lie in my slippers, I noticed almost immediately. One hung 
on a wall at the level of eye. What does it say? Strake 
Lamer?!?! Well, S-Hunter quite ohrenel! Five diskettes

protrude from his jacket pocket Graf'a, two more
out of his shoes. Sources, probably. Again
Graf has forgotten them. This time with duds. Quite the seasons 
mixed up. Total nine floppy disks. Something is not enough, 
perhaps Again Fireman stole several items, svolochara!. 
"Passing the toilet, I washed the floppy disk with bad words, 
along with a bottle, which for some time resisted, but could 
not resist a rapid flow of water and also went nowhere, or 
rather, in the sewer. 

   And here I am already in the bathroom. Surprise! Today
not nablevano! Apparently, it was not enough. Pulling
toothbrush out of the closet, I began to brush his teeth, 
wondering why this is so from the brush fumes. Here in my brain 
has dried up dawn yesterday's carouse. How much

We had ...? I, S-Hunter, Graf, Fireman,
Mr.Bad Guy and another three or four girls.
The devil, as they were called? Everything was as usual
fun fuck skillfully and with ardor progressive muzak, bottles 
stood on a table in a row, around zakus. The first three bottla 
passed to the "cheers", the following two for the "moose", and 
two more for the 3'5 ~ drives and their introduction in the 
Spectrum circles, but for the last four tanks?

So you go, I went into the kitchen to drink a couple liters of 
coffee. After a refreshing drink head began to ache less. When 
I had finished the last shot of coffee someone started to 
batter the door with Periodicity at least two times in five 
seconds. Wondering who was there such an impatient,

I went to open it. Stood on the threshold S-Hunter with swollen 
eyes and a two-liter bottle of Coca Col'y.  - Ass does not 
hurt? - Said with a grin he said.

 - And why should she get sick? There because
Brain no. - I said, though he felt
it hurts.
 - Yes, no, I'm so, by the way ...
And not to understand what is this word said Hunter, I gestured 
toward the table, which still loomed some kind zakus. They sat 
down, poured cola.  - Well Tuk that was yesterday, I'm Che is 
not very remember. - I asked, knocking over a couple of glasses 
of cola and sprinkled with sugar, salt cucumber.

It seemed Hunter'a now burst out laughing.
 - Do not you remember? Do not you remember how we
argued, it was fun at first and did not
a lot of fun then?
 - Nne-e-t ... - I gave a puzzled - A
who was arguing with someone and for what?
From Hunter'a already almost dripping, so it
it was fun.
 - Well, kolis! - I began to fear that
This is somehow mixed up my persona.
 - Yes I did almost nothing to remember. - Otmazatsya Hunter, 
becoming a little more seriously - I remember There were two 
konistry beer, eight bottles of something stronger, I do not 
remember what. We were silent. I tried to remember, but to no 
avail. What thought Hunter, I could only guess. Judging by his 
extended erysipelas, about a lot of fun.

 - And who of the girls was that? - Broke the silence
I am trying to look relaxed, as
I increasingly felt that I had yesterday
brakes failed and I'm breaking anything (if only
not with the girls!).
On the face Hunter'a appeared slight bewilderment.
 - Somehow I do not remember - he said.
"Apparently, it was a bit much - I thought.
We are silent again. At this time, think about
one - "Who was the female sex?".
 - Frostbitten Graf appeared? - Broke
quiet grin Hunter.
 - Nope. How he managed to forget a jacket?
Hunter again zadrygalsya laughter. I have already
began to suspect that he knows more than
says.
 - Do you pohavat something to eat? And then I
Today, only drank coffee. - Reassured,
said Hunter.
I opened the door standing next to the fridge in search of 
edible and immediately saw someone's bra rests near the ligament

bananas. Amazement I almost naklal in
pants.
 - What is it? - Stretching his neck, said Hunter.
I turned around, showing the discovery. Poor
Hunter'a again proshiblo bout of laughter.
 - So what other surprises await me?
Maybe in the freezer I found a corpse or
Part of the corpse Graf'a? - I'm angry.
 - For you it can not be a surprise
because yesterday you were here. Well, about a corpse
in the freezer - it is you went through.
 - What was yesterday?? - I have already started to fly into a 
rage.  - You seriously do not remember? - Surprised Hunter.

I nodded. Hunter wanted to burst into laughter again, but 
seeing my face brutal, he changed his mind.  - Yes, I do not 
remember - he said uncertainly, and seeing as my hand began to 
rummage space in search of something weighty, as well as the 
expression on my face, hastily jumped from his chair and 
slamming the front door, fled.


   It took half an hour. The horologe was
13 hours 20 minutes. During this time I'm so
degree peretrudilis brain reflections on yesterday that it 
wanted something sharp little. I've already pulled out of the 
jar pickled cucumber and was going to push it in

mouth, as he suddenly remembered that yesterday Mr.Bad
Guy knocked back the sugar bowl, and now these
Cucumbers can be confidently called
sweet. With the annoyance by throwing a cucumber out of the 
window, I sat on a stool and wondered how Life is unfair.


   Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Indignant, who dared to take 
call, I myself rarely allowed to use it, I opened the door. 
Stood on the threshold Graf with a red mug, pickle in his mouth 
and bag with something inside the interior.  - Ass does not 
hurt? - He asked, nibbling cucumber relish.

I said nothing and looked suspiciously Graf'a expecting even 
some dirty tricks.  - Hyz. Some kind of sweet cucumber. What ped

sprinkled it with sugar? - Graf and grimaced
cucumber tossed out the window.
I did not remind him that he was dusted
sugar ped and Mr.Bad Guy, and said:
 - You're here yesterday, something that I forgot ...
Graf immediately once usoh and, without saying a word, pulled 
out of the pack a blanket, put me him, took off his coat 
hangers and shoes and stuffed into a package.

 - Uh-uh ... Yesterday I poured small ... Here
and had done Delov ... - With hesitation muttered Graf.
I stared in amazement blanket.
 - It's mine!
 - Well, yes ... It just so happens ...
 - How come? I'd forgotten to lamerovoy
mother!
 - Yes! - Graf was shocked .- In nature nifiga not you remember?
 - Yeah. - I gasped.
 - And about the power cord from the printer and the 
pro-hodilki iskalki-ugadalki not you remember? Then I 
remembered my awakening and the power cord from printer, which 
was wound on ... hum ... in general, who was in his underpants. 
Well, about any there hodilki-primenyalki or their

there - not a damn thing he remembered.
 - Well, ka, remind me of hodilki-primenyalki. - I asked.
 - XLI! Before the application has not reached. - Grinned Graf.
 - Well! - I started to lose his temper.
 - No, it's about to tell you I do not
I will. It's even better that you do not no dick
remember.
 - And it's up to me, that I'm better, and that
worse! Go on!
Graf paused, and his running around frantically
eyes, it was clear that he is looking for something to
change the subject.
 - I almost forgot! You a letter, just
pulled out of your mailbox. - With relief
Graf said, and handed me an envelope.
I glanced at him and threw him into
side of the table with Comper, which already has accumulated
small group had not yet uncovered letters.
 - Go on! - "I said sternly, and went up even closer.
 - And I told you yesterday forgot to new sprites
give. - Panting hoarsely Graf and
climbed into the bag, pulled out a forgotten yesterday and out 
of her jacket pocket a box of disks. I silently watched him. 
Graf opened box, and from it fell ... bra! A few seconds, we 
open mouths, staring at him. Graf broke into a smile.

 - So that's where she hid it! Two hours
could not find it!
 - What? - I do not doper.
 - Well, you know, we played yesterday in 
hodilki-iskalki-ugadalki ... Well, the girls shot camisoles, 
hidden ... And we should have them find, and even recognize 
someone. Catching? I nodded. Graf continued:

 - Well, we found eight or something, and two could not
find ...
 - How many have found ?!?!?!
 - Eight. The two are not found. Eight plus Two
will have ten, all right. - Puzzled
looked at me and said Graf.
 - There were ten ... - Crestfallen
I whispered. - How I broke some big ...
 - Well, yes, the girls were ten. Three did not
were able to come. - Reaffirmed Graf.
 - This is not found? - I asked, pointing his finger at the 
refrigerator, which stood bra.

 - Him! - Graf cheered. - Where do you it
found?
 - In the fridge.
 - So, finally you have found five, I have - two,
Hunter - are also two and a Fireman Mr.Bad Guy
one by one! - Calculate, and led Graf.
 - So, so - I agreed.
 - We still remember, they were amazed, as Strake
could find more than others, but still correct
guess who belongs to a bra. -
Continued Graf. - Have concluded that you're with
all had something ... Well, if he had, then
once more poimeesh. And they made for you
prize for winning - once with everyone.
 - Go with all that? .. - I gasped, feeling that now lose 
consciousness.  - Well that ... - Hesitated Graf. - This is the 
most ... Well, you've already not small, he you know what 
happens between a man and a woman. True, there were ten girls, 
but it is not so important.

 - What happened? - I asked, almost losing consciousness.
 - The show was not held. You asked for another
prize.
 - What? -I felt great relief.
 - You are asked to leave ... - Began
Graf, but broke off - okay, I'm home
time - finished Graf and disappeared.
Of uncertainty, I could not find a
place and decided porazbirat letters diskettes, which already 
has collected two dozen, at least (since last month did not 
understand - To scrap it).

It took a while. The phone rang.
 - Who's there? - I asked, hoping that no
any girlfriend, with whom we were yesterday
poured.
 - Santa Claus. - Croaked tube - ass does not hurt?
 - Haile, Fireman. Yes, pobalevaet bit.
- I confessed.
 - No wonder - with a laugh skazanul
Fireman.
 - Yes, yesterday was fun - I said,
Feeding mind that I do not remember.
From the tube again heard the laughter.
 - Yeah! Especially you. - Moved the Fireman.
 - Yeah. - I agreed, though did not catch up, why I was 
especially fun.  - He had to come up with this! - Amused 
Fireman, - Use the power cord from the printer this way!  - 
Here's a Funny, I. - I confessed, wondering what I could do 
this with a cord. Am I myself pushed him in the ass? Can not 
be!  - And your idea with hodilkami-iskalkami-primenyalkami me 
completely captivated. Very original! - Continued Fireman. I 
nodded, and then, realizing that nod, speaking on the phone, 
not necessarily surprised that this is exactly what I thought 
the game with bras. That just do not come on drunken head!

 - A cost that your application to change
prize for winning the game! I would never have
traded this award. Just think -
ten girls at once! Yes, and you have yourself a prize
chose the original! - Fireman by zahryukal
pleasure.
I was hoping he would say exactly what I
chose a prize, but Fireman continued to grunt.
 - Well, I just called. Bye!
 - Bye.
Suddenly I felt completely do not care that
was yesterday. What happened, happened, I decided, and
returned to the bored com. The clock showed 17.20 when I got to 
death floppy disk with the new Varese and I decided to sleep.


   Some time later I woke up
knock at the door. It was quite dark, hours
seven or eight, probably. Rolled off the couch to the floor, I 
crawled to the door and tried to open it, but the arm did not 
reach to the castle. I had to get up.

 - Hello, Strake! Sitting does not hurt? -
As always with a gentle smile and soft voice, having appeared 
in the doorway, said Lisa.

 - Hello, Lisa. Yes, I feel figovenko. I can massage do? - C
sad face "I said.
I must say, Lisa girl is very naive
(Or just want any sound), and
said something like: "And what?" -
as is usually mentioned by other girls. However, it is combined 
with her appearance: growth of about 175 cm (I like tall girls,

5-10 inches shorter than me), an incredibly
long legs, from which it was difficult to distract the view, 
great breasts, beautiful face with blond hair down to his chest 
and that conquers closer look, and always a little parted lips, 
- all these could not be not to admire.


   She looked at me sympathetically and
nodded.
 - Sign up possible? - Gently sprsila it.
Her voice and demeanor, I began furiously pounding heart, and I 
felt like the happiest man in world. I thought all whether it 
is in any Is the situation so speak.

 - Well, I'll go? - She was embarrassed
in place, as I closed the entrance to the apartment.
 - Of course - I suddenly remembered, and sat down on the 
number of standing chair, hoping to see it pumping to remove 
the boots. She entered, took off her coat and hung it on the 
hanger and was about to take off his boots, but suddenly asked:

 - Do not give in to me a chair?
 - Please - I gasped and rose up from his chair, thinking, if 
she saw through my plan or just sitting it easier to remove 
shoes. Finally, we were already in my room. I kerf Sash! 'A and 
collapsed on the couch. She sat beside him.

 - So ... - Embarrassment she began, - I
you have forgotten her bra yesterday ... In the fridge ...
I pulled the bra from the drawer.
 - This?
She nodded and quickly hid it in a package.
 - All yesterday strongly typed, - the beginning
Lisa, - that's crept into my head all the bad
thought.
 - What? - I asked quickly, hoping to draw from it anything.
 - Well, for example, your argument about the plug
from the printer cable. Well, what you'll be able to
his uh-uh ... shove. And it stuck!
As we were surprised when you showed up with a cord sticking 
out of his pants. Tried to pull out, and you said that you do 
not have what you so more like ... And when you asked

as a prize for winning let you
yet a little stay with plug in the ass, we are quite 
embarrassed ... Although I do not really all I remember, maybe 
it was all another.

I wanted to jump out the window, so I
was ashamed. Wow, I've done. Suddenly I understood why Hunter, 
Graf and Fireman nothing concrete has been said to me, just 
laughed. I would not have believed it, yeah even in the face 
would be slapped.  - And that Graf is uchudil! Imagined himself 
as a hero, said to the house without shoes and jackets come to 
that. A go-then it twenty minutes in this state. Is the weather 
was not very much. -20 Degrees, might have had. Well, we

sent, thought a minute or two escaped, says that a joke. Half 
an hour of waiting, and not waiting and went home. Ah! We

another fifteen minutes looking for your blanket,
have not been found.
 - His Graf early this morning brought in, -
"I said.
 - All clear. So, he shalyavnichal! C
blanket home was gone. Not fair!
 - And what yesterday was? - I asked, hoping that nothing.
 - I do not remember ... Bottles to the ceiling pasting,
while you're in the booth for the degrees went to ... Cat
your beer watered ... Fireman was trying everything
your CDs with source code format,
but could not get on the button "Enter" ...
Maybe even something I can not remember ...
I got discouraged.
 - Gee ... Heavy today morning ...

about the place - safely leave the trap there. Then, even in the
the dark, got into this place, you easily
remember.