No. Really. I’ll need a drink later tonight – I would have gone through Lubyanka this morning if I had woken up on time (I need a set of keys made – and due to the complicated lock construction, I would have had to travel north, and always take the Sokolnicheskaya line when I do that, because I love Sokolnicheskaya and I love Lubyanka). But I refuse to freak out. Freaking out is giving them exactly what they want.
Fuck you, bastards.