20-II-2001.

Don't know how I got these shots - possibly from Joška's camera, while he had it. Few days later he forgot it in a bus (yes, there's some kind of public transportation in A-burg, believe it or not). It was Clara's birthday, I guess, and she brought cakes, there were even some baloons. She got her best silken shirt, or whatever passes for silk here. To me it looked more like the cloth we used for pyjamas once.

The girl on this picture is Anne, whom I somehow spotted as hungarian, by shape of eyes and a couple more features, and it was a good guess. Joška and I even called her Anuška, and she immediately jumped in with „wow, that's exactly what my grandmother called me!“. She kept her hair like this at all times, never longer never shorter. Said she washed it every day. These Amers are nuts.

In Hossy, yet more shit in app_rpt, which is a monster with dozens of commented-out lines. It had several pages... some kind of wizard to guide the user to pick parameters to run a report. The code was ugly to begin with, and I messed with it a lot. Never was happy with the results. But at least I got it to work - when I first met it it was a much worse kludge.

My sweater is a special thing - plain knit but of the multicolored yarn, which made for a rather special effect. I liked to wear it.

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Mentions: Annenburg (A-burg), Clara Milovan, Hossy, Joška Apro, in serbian