Hola Blogitita. Woke up again too damn early but it is probably because I 
drank a half a cup of coffee yesterday. The reason for that is that about 9.30
we lost power yesterday from work and I was left without my usual tea. Some
workers had cut off the powerline so we went home. Though, I went for my
master's seminar (we have to listen 15 presentations and have to make one
yourself). Though, the final, and actual reason for waking up was thig stupid
dream:

Dream (Bar, arguing over Feta sallad): Me and two other dudes are in this
small bar drinking beer. The dudes are eating sallad and complaining to the
lady a lot.  The lady gets angry and yells all the time (like women usually
do) to us from the  kitchen/counter. I go over there to pay and order more. I
tell her (whom btw looks exactly like "cuddly bear" (woman), our Taiji
teacher) to sum it up. I have loads of money in my purse because we had been
making some good business there earlier  (selling drugs of course). The lady
gives me beer and gives me a bill of fourty euros. Goddamn sallad cost 20 euro
each! I pay and curse a lot. Two BIIIG guys arrive around me after I paid. I
look at my friends at the another 'hall' and talk to the big guys.  Another of
the big guys takes a fork and hits it on the table. It stays up. The guys are
really pissed off. Another is standing behind me and another in front of me
lits up a cigar.  They point out that it would hurt a lot if they poked me a
bit with the cigar. The woman counts money and keeps on nagging. I stand up
and quickly walk to the other hall where my friends are  supposed to be. They
are not there. Goddamn. I run out towards our car. The fucking car is gone.
The big dudes get up and come after me. I run outside (this time I suppose the
place is my  old grandmother's place in Pielavesi) and to the street going by.
The car is nowhere to be seen. Fuck. I am in trouble now.