Life

It's cold outside. Brr. I don't like winter.

The weekend was quite social: a friend from the Net whom I'd never seen in person before, a friend whom I see quite often, a couple of friends whom I see too rarely and a couple of old acquaintances whom I see way too rarely.

An evening in Hilpeä Hauki demonstrated that a) Helsinki is small, and friends of your new friends turn out to be old acquaintances of yours, b) the place is still a bit too smoky in spite of a functional non-smoking section, c) Rochefort beers improve as the number after their name increases. (The number itself is some kind of an archaic density unit).

Krav Maga and a hangover is not a nice combination.

Sleeeeepy...