I'm literally leaned forward in the swivel computer chair, in the tiny attic room in the ancient german mansion, talking shit to the old german computer that I have been forced to used.
'oh yeah, you gonna be a little bitch? You fuckin'... what the fuck, fuckin' LadenSeiteFehler? You're gonna have a fuckin' LadenFehler, fuck you'
And then I looked up a good enough image to accompany this blog post --
and that made me feel a little better.
I intended to find something like this,
which is perfect,
but look what else came up in my pulling hair out over computer search:
And the last one led me to an interesting blog
And she did a nice little article on Paris
SO nerves are soothed,
and I have given up trying to do anything today as today was reported to me by my dear brother to be the worst hellday of the year in astrological terms, and hours of hair pulling later (did I mention I got a new horrible haircut?) I think he may be right.
So, instead I am going to babysit the dog and avoid the german snowstorm, taking it upon myself to admire it from inside, and maybe take some time to do a short photodiary.
RECENTLY
This is me getting a russian brunch with my sweet lovely friend max in Berlin. I miss Berlin. It was one of my last few days there. Notice the double scarf? It was minus 10 or something.
This was taken at a houseparty in poland, where I drank tons of Polish things, and I met this boy from Chicago (and he looked like he was from Chicago, and he told me he repaired cars for a living and I answered 'ah of course' and I hope that wasn't rude, he just looked so stereotypical Polish/Chicago)and I fell asleep too early and they were so sweet and wrapped me up in Polish blankets and I slept on someones bed in a bachelorpad in the suburbs of Krakow as the cold snow fell and the gangs of boys made a giant snow penis outside.
I caught a ride with a rideshare and they were so sweet and drove me right up to my aunts house, despite me having fallen alseep on the way over, and I strolled up the snowy walkway to the vine-covered mansion, and we celebrated and the whole family was there and someone had brought 3 kittens with them and I loved them, and I made my scarf into a little kitten hammock in which one slept.
This is me getting a russian brunch with my sweet lovely friend max in Berlin. I miss Berlin. It was one of my last few days there. Notice the double scarf? It was minus 10 or something.
This was taken at a houseparty in poland, where I drank tons of Polish things, and I met this boy from Chicago (and he looked like he was from Chicago, and he told me he repaired cars for a living and I answered 'ah of course' and I hope that wasn't rude, he just looked so stereotypical Polish/Chicago)and I fell asleep too early and they were so sweet and wrapped me up in Polish blankets and I slept on someones bed in a bachelorpad in the suburbs of Krakow as the cold snow fell and the gangs of boys made a giant snow penis outside.
I caught a ride with a rideshare and they were so sweet and drove me right up to my aunts house, despite me having fallen alseep on the way over, and I strolled up the snowy walkway to the vine-covered mansion, and we celebrated and the whole family was there and someone had brought 3 kittens with them and I loved them, and I made my scarf into a little kitten hammock in which one slept.
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