I'm too busy having adventures to write them down! I'm too busy jamming under the bridge on the far side of town, playing my kazoo, drinking rum on the banks of the Neva, riding Petya's spare bicycle in between lanes of traffic, shooting watermelon seeds at pigeons, swimming in the Bolshaya Nevka, making galettes, packing my suitcase, being locked out of my apartment, walking across town (and back again), birthday partying, giving concerts on the roof, sleeping under the table, in the park, at friend's houses, everywhere but my bed. Oh I wish I could give my time here the description it deserves.