report on ss000-1

*Crossposted in ZX.TALKING =============================================================================== | Forwarded by Vyacheslav Mednonogov (2:5030/675.30) | Area : SPB.SPECCY (Country of Gruzdev) | From : weIrd, 2:5032/2.30 (26 Aug 00 02:40) | To: All | Subj: report on ss000-1 =============================================================================== ====== sei glucklich, All.. ;) > people! People! who has photo reports - send them to me, plz > weird@mail.novgorod.ru, I'm going to make a page.. chaos construction 000 ---------------------- weIrd ----- Veliky Novgorod, 2000 special thanks to: Zmej 'Dworkin' Serow Denis Bolotnikov .. I apologize in advance if I misrepresent something - the RAM is rather weak, and a screw with bads.. ")) > day 0 > fri, 08.18.00 The train to St. Petersburg from Novgorod leaves at 7.50. morning. considering that tickets are sold only on the “departure day”, so we hit the arrow at the station at 7-00. we are me, the snake and four Voronezh residents who got it into their heads go to St. Petersburg via Novgorod. one of them - zetter - I knew from his last visit, the rest are Andrey "raiser", brother rabbits Shurka andAndryukha - they were strangers to me. that is, yesterday morning, when they arrived to us, I saw them, and even took them to show the city.. ") so here it is. As usual, I arrived at 7 am, looked around, and couldn’t find the guys. well, I think they are sleeping after yesterday (in honor of their arrival they had something like festivities ")). I stand, wait, doubt. 7.20, 7.30, - they are not there. ok, I think I won’t go to St. Petersburg alone, I’d rather go tomorrow, there’s another one of ours there (i.e. razzlers) intended to go by bus... but still decided to wait train departure - just in case, you never know... at 7.36, when I had already firmly decided to leave, this company finally showed up. rushed for tickets. There is a huge queue at the box office. and that's it - to St. Petersburg. for this the train itself leaves in 13 minutes. what a miracle we managed to make it in time, I can't imagine. Usually the queue for tickets moves _very_ slowly. but the fact remains that two minutes before departure we flew into the carriage and began look for two unoccupied benches. what's strange is the people we approached with a request to free up space on the bench, they were in no hurry to go to us towards. although, in theory, the gopa is made up of six people, five of whom are sleep-deprived guys with heavy bags and obvious signs of a hangover should suggest certain thoughts.. ") having combed three carriages, we finally found a person who agreed to moveyour pelvis from your favorite place. with a loud cry of “oof!” on it (place, of course ")) we immediately settled down. Of course, about a quiet trip there was no question - at first I remembered yesterday's drinking session in the fresh air, and then we smoothly moved on to discussing the upcoming test. at Shurik's Andryukha had a tape recorder, and they eagerly began interviewing Snake - he was suddenly inspired to give a lecture about the differences between old_school and new_school (in ascii). It’s surprising that the people sitting on the neighboring benches not going anywhere. ") We arrived in St. Petersburg around 11 am. Having got out onto the platform, we found not far away there was a group of fidoshniks, which they immediately joined. through for some time a group of people from Rybinsk also joined there, where on my first look, the notable personality turned out to be a guy in a "tiamat'97" T-shirt, someone Misha. so after some thought I approached him with a greeting in the style of "tia'92 rules". with which he, however, did not agree. after a short but rather detailed excursion into the discography of this Each group remained unconvinced. although Kostya, another comrade from Rybinsk, he completely agreed with me.. however, I greatly regretted that I didn’t I took my favorite T-shirt with the "tia'92" logo to St. Petersburg. ") Meanwhile, it turned out that people were going to the party place in the hope get to know each other better and just wait for random.It was a long way to go, to put it mildly. one of the few drawbacks was the fact that the cinema where the action took place was located far from the station metro. That is, getting there by metro is not a problem, but then I had to go by minibus... for the gopa who arrived from the station, it took two of them, plus someone else walked to the trolleybus stop... when we got there, we looked around intently. the cinema itself did not look very roomy, the snake generally said so, that there was no point in moving there from school. however, this building stood in surrounded by trees, and nearby, according to rumors, there was a large park. after a short stay, a small company of Novgorod residents and Voronezh residents I decided to go have a snack. attempts to encourage others to do nothing meaningful brought, so we set off alone. however, they didn’t wander far - We found a place relatively free from vegetation, spread newspapers\n packages, got food aka snacks... it was seized from the Voronezh residents for some unknown reason The 600th Amiga, so a still life was also captured - this Amiga is the one in surrounded by vodka, beer, snacks and fidoshniks. and a bottle of homemade drink was taken from my house. the drink consists of coffee diluted in cold water + sugar + tablet pressure increase. the only person who dared to try these,as I put it, the wheels are Raiser. and at first he winced, and then For some time he was stuck not “yet”. so, apparently, really wheels. ")) I must say that we were not in relative solitude for long. came up the guys from Rybinsk joined, then out of nowhere a company emerged Belarusians and Ukrainians, by the way, have already gained a fair amount. the world has begun fraternization, filming and remembering Random's name. he seemed to promise to appear in 16-00, and at the moment it was something like 14-00, but it was deep for everyone violet. By that time the snake had already gained a fair amount of weight, but heroically decided to stop. Razer managed to get lost somewhere (according to some, he went explore the city). Residents of the surrounding houses threatened to call the police (and who it’s nice if there’s some kind of indigestible party under the windows, whose members only need the words “sax” and “rulez” to communicate? "))). people partially moved to a nearby bus stop and began to work hard the view that is waiting for the arrival of ground transport (which practically did not go there ")). somewhere around 16-00 an old friend of mine and the snake appeared - Roma "hare" Zaitsev, with whom we spent the night on our last joint visit to St. Petersburg. Romka looked amazing, the sight of his interface, brimming with health, couldn’t help but lead to admiration. I wouldn't be so tanned in St. Petersburg.. ")Random showed up much later than promised. at the sight of this comrade I experienced a little culture shock - from what I heard, I got the impression the impression that he is somewhere over 30, and not at all respectable and impressive occupy (or maybe this impression was created by the surname Potapov, I don’t know)). in any case, who I didn’t expect to see was the young reckless guy. ") an order was received so that drunken individuals do not create problems with the police premature. therefore, after a short discussion, people split into groups and scattered in all directions, agreeing to meet at the station at 21-00 - they must guys from Perm were coming. one of the groups, led by Hare, delved into nearby yards. Having reached some playground, we decided to settle there and count the forces. except me, Zmeys, three Voronezh residents and Romka himself, in there were a couple of people from Stary Oskol - Doctor Max and Artem, as well as three Belarusians - Sergei, Pavel and Dima. the latter were already in a state of complete not standing, therefore a burning conversation arose on the topic “the police will take me away has no right, I am a foreign citizen." ") someone went for strong drinks, and meanwhile suddenly fell out from somewhere... Reiser. as he explained, he somehow ended up in the entrance, and above him some two people were talking, and they considered him to be a little not dead.. ")))and for a long time the raiser tried to find out from us who could say such nonsense about him say. ") We hung out on the playground for a relatively short time. someone was passing by cop (most likely, was not on duty, but was in a hurry to go home for dinner), who advised us to go to the park and even waved his hand, giving directions expected movement. after reasonable reflection, his rightness was recognized and hit the road. The walk was really short, and the park turned out to be quite cozy. soon we came to the shore of a swamp overgrown with duckweed; there was a bench on the shore where everyone tried to nestle in. but due to the inadequacy of this bench a number of partygoers received an offer to move to the other side, where there were as many as three of these benches. before anyone could do anything Before he could figure it out or notice, Razer found himself knee-deep in a swamp. he flew out from there, I must say, almost instantly - neither I nor Max could photograph _this_ made it in time. but I haven’t had such a confused and offended face like the raiser’s for a long time I saw it. the first question was “why didn’t you warn me?!”. this is a swamp already so overgrown that it began to be perceived as a concrete platform, especially for vision blurred by a large amount of alcohol. to the accompaniment of the raiser’s swearing, we finally moved to the other side - The swamp was small, and it didn’t cost anything to go around it. there was one benchempty, the inhabitants of the other, seeing our approach, got up and left. how only our guys began to noisily move these two benches that remained uninvited the neighbors took the hint and surrendered without a fight. so we had at our disposal three seating arrangements. where we settled down with everything possible comfort. the discussion of pressing issues was at times interrupted by singing (to For example, the repertoire included the anthem of the Soviet Union ")). Soon Artem came out with a phrase like “I’d like to take a swim..”. of course, everything is in conflict began to invite him to honor the swamp with his presence. despite the fact that he was in a fairly sober state (seemingly ")), he considered it quite acceptable. that is, roughly speaking, he undressed and began to move apart the mud. humming “I’ll throw up my hands to the mud.” Max and I photographed this thing vying with each other. ") Having made a rather large semicircle, Tyoma got out onto the dry shore in the place our first “parking lot” (where there was one bench). were already sitting on the bench some people, their feelings at the sight of a carcass crawling out of the swamp onto the shore imagine.. "))) Tema got back in the traditional way, along a path around the swamp. declared that everything was in order and sat down to dry. and meanwhile a new one rose problem - if we wanted to get to the station by 21-00 and meet the Perm people, then it was time to move. I especially insisted on this, since the prospectspending the night in the park didn't seem very exciting to me. after not sick disassembly, it was decided that the bulk would remain in the park, because the majority were in an untransportable condition. three were selected ambassador, whose mission was to get to the station, meet Permians and either drag them to the park too, or report where they are going. However, in reality, not three people were sent, as was planned, but 4 - me, Max, and Shurik and Andryukha. Oddly enough, there are no problems with direction and landmarks arose, got to the metro, got to the station, and there they ran into: the metro station crossing was closed, and there were two cops and a sign standing near it like “do not enter, it’s dangerous to life.” and these are the cops who got their hands on Sasha with Andrew. Anyone who has seen this couple will understand why. especially since you drank There are a lot of brothers today. The cop, then, asks: “What did you use?” they are trying to say something... and then it hits me, I confidently approach them, I make an intelligent face and sweetly say: “you know, we are... Computer scientists, it’s our _monitors_ that make our eyes red..” the servants of order went nuts, apparently completely and completely, because they waved at us with their hands and said “get out of here.” which we were not slow to do. already on street they came to their senses and laughed for a long time.. ") since there was still time until 21-00, I called Denis, a friend who hadwas going to check in for the night. reassured about my immediate future, went with the guys to the place of the switch, where the Permians were supposed to wait (then three ambassadors were needed - in case I got away ")). the long-awaited ones arrived, they had no special plans, so it took a long time to persuade they didn't have to go to the park. in fact, we parted in the subway - party I went to Veterans Avenue, and I went to Ozerki. I was shamelessly late for the shoot with Dan by a full 10 minutes, but he was waiting for me. so my New Year's adventure, when I sat in the subway for three hours, fortunately, it didn't happen again. ") Dan found a song from the group "Disco Accident" - "Drink Beer". in general, I usually don’t consider this type of music to be music, and, accordingly, I don’t listen to it. but then it really hit me. so I “charged” myself with it for the week ahead.. ") It was still a day, so it’s not surprising that I simply passed out where they put me. According to Dan, he turned on "Natalie - wind" a couple of times was blowing from the sea" in order to test my reaction, but I didn’t even move... this It’s really an indicator that when I’m conscious, I have a reaction to this song inadequate. ") luck you! ;) Weird [TEAM windows95 - rulezz!] weird@mail.novgorod.ru___icq #63055393___http://ok.novgorod.net/weird -+- grandfather with a double-barreled shotgun with 3.0.1 barrels...+ Origin: a quickly raised MastDai is not considered fallen.. ") (2:5032/2.30) ===========ReadMeAgain====================================================================== Get Msg, All! [I.ZX] --------------------------------> Warm greetings, Slava! Interactive Polar Lion ---> Forest Technologies mailme: copper_feet@mail.ru icq#me: 81191986