I just had a bowl of Frosties. With milk. Fuck yeah!

Tim introduced me to the brilliant concept of Vana Tallinn cream with tea. Very nice. I named it “Tallinn tea”, in a weak attempt to link towards something like Irish coffee.

Tomorrow I’m getting interviewed by some students about how I, as a manager, deal with international customers. It’s scheduled at 9:30 AM. I don’t know whether to wake up drunk for it or not, as although I’d be more interesting I’d also say a lot of bullshit or something inflammatory. Both, probably.

The only requirement was that I have underwear and a tie, I think it was. I’m not sure I can produce either. The good news is that they want to conduct it in the hostel, so I can literally do it from my bed on the couch.

Summer’s starting to look interesting: we have lots of slaves/workers coming to help. There’s nothing better than having a shitload of people to boss around in summer while they’re all drunk and looking for a place to sleep… and that’s just the staff. Still, my policy is the more the merrier and it also means there’s more time for everyone to go out and enjoy the summer season and its festivities.

It’s nice to feel the buzz that kicks in during the sunnier, warmer months. Especially after putting up with the shit that is winter (although it is beautiful when everything is covered in snow). I don’t think I really noticed the difference so much back home, as it was typically warm and sunny 47 weeks of the year. Now that I see the contrast (vividly), it’s much more exciting.

I’m looking forward to going to Viljandi again this year. I’m just worried I won’t be able to find a tent. Showers are already a write-off, as is any concept of sensible behaviour, diet and hygiene.

Speaking of hippies, Bob Dylan’s playing here next month. I already have tickets to go with Marika and Egle. Lou Reed is coming soon, too. Perhaps I’ll go see him before he dies as well. I’ve already seen Iggy Pop, so I just need to catch up with David Bowie and that’ll round out the threesome (right?).