I have not been on the car to work lately. About the snow collapse on the roads of Peter did not hear only lazy. switched to electricity. 20 minutes walk to work. On the road, I began to notice one girl, we always cross in the same place at the same time. The meeting of eyes gradually evolved into a smile. In other circumstances, a few words could be clearly crossed, etc. The girl’s eyes were so pleasing. But no, I say to myself I am not like that, I have a beautiful wife and kids with sweets. Before yesterday, as she expected, I did not smile in response. Yesterday I went on a different road in order not to meet that praying look again. I walked the usual road today and did not meet her. for the first time. I think we have the first silence. And all silently, only at the receptor level.

I started dating a girl. We talked, walked and coffee.

They were ready to start a relationship. And then she asks me to take the tests. The guy doesn’t want to date a guy who has a shameful illness.

I say - no problems, even tomorrow ready to take tests and take a certificate. Take the tests as well.

She – why? You don’t trust me?

What is trust or not trust? You want to make sure I’m healthy. I also want to make sure you don’t get sick.

She is what you called me a fallen woman with low social responsibility?! to

We never had a relationship with her. And what communication it was.

But I gave the tests anyway. I got the certificate. All is well.

I am concerned with the question: will Kazakhstan have time to complete the transition from Cyrillic to Latin by 2025 or will the transition to hieroglyphs occur?

It was a long time ago, at the time of the Dotkomov bubble. All Russian immigrants suddenly discovered a talent for programming. I taught programming at Business School. I had a student from Odessa. In Odessa he was the chief of the sausage shop, and it was unique, since he was almost the only non-party chief. According to his stories, the partorg of the enterprise regularly caught him somewhere near the shop, grabbed his sleeves and wondered:
Why don’t you go to the party?
He was thirsty lying, saying, I am non-partisan, what should I do there?
Then the CPSU dissolved, the USSR ended and he moved to America, where he began playing drums in restaurant jazz. And with the beginning of the growth of the demand for programmers (with decent salaries) decided to re-learn. He comes to class and says:
I walked past the synagogue yesterday, and a crowd of people came out of it. Among them is our parrot. He grabs my sleeve and asks, “Are you not going to the synagogue?”

The government has allowed access to the apartments of citizens to police in the framework of the "Accessible housing" program.