More Electricity

I already talked about what a bad ass I though Nikola Tesla was and when lurking the interweb I found a Drunk History video about him.

To continue with the blog shrine: Click on this to watch the video.  I also apologize now for taking up the next 30 minutes of your life because I know if you watch one drunk history you will watch them all.

Oh Yeah

If you have been living under a rock, then you may have missed that there is big health spending drama going on.  You can read more about federal funding being taken away from planned parenthood and other similar organizations here, to see more posters like the one below you can click here. 

I cannot even believe that things like this are still up for debate in any country that claims to have equal rights.

Tupperware

Germans have this thing for leaving food out.  I am basing this of very limited research but either way I am comfortable making the claim that Germans just do not get tupperware.  Even something in a cream sauce. Out for at least 3 days.

The amount of time you have to eat or clean up is also very confusing.  How good is a curry that has been out for 4 nights, no cover and no refrigeration?

Even more painful is when I am hungry and the food is only just left out so I would consider eating it, but of course you do not, because the roommate made it and may want to eat it.  1 night, 2 nights, 3 nights, and the same leftovers are there on the stove and now you never got to enjoy it and quite frankly the food now scares you.

• Side Note: Spell check does know how to spell Tupperware, but still doesn't know facebook is one word.

Just What I Needed

My.Parents.Rock.
I sent them an email looking for support and though it makes me miss them even more they always know just what to say,  


Rumi, the Sufi poet, wrote about opening yourself to experience in a piece called the guest house "This being human is a guest house, every morning a new arrival,  A joy, a depression, a meanness  Some momentary awareness comes, As an unexpected visitor,  Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they're a crowd of sorrows, Who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture.  Still, treat each guest honorably. He may be clearing you out for some new delight. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, Meet them at the door laughing, And invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes, Because each as been sent, As a guide from beyond." So, my dear, relax, enjoy your travails and joys. You are having an experience which will allow you growth.

Finals

Night Terrors

While reading a book recently I discovered you can get creepy things when you buy second hand clothes.  This was a shock and quite a tragedy for someone who not only buys mostly second hand, but more so, someone who hates to do laundry.

The mentioned author got crabs from said experience, so naturally since reading I have been conjuring up images of crabs throughout the day.  This has become detrimental to my reputation as a sane person.  The lack of sleep and hallucinations caused a blood curdling scream when I thought I saw crabs on the subway seats.  Supposedly there were none.

Kinda like this but scarier, with fangs, itching powder infused claws, and sans chef hats.

On the bright side, I wrote a haiku today.  Enjoy.

undulating cloud
please allow sunlight to shine
groundhog no shadow

after January before March

I successfully went on a hiatus for the whole of January.  This can be owed to the fact that January is the most miserable month in the whole entire year (sorry January Birthdays).

Back to life, well sort of.
I sit and stare at my To Do list.  That is really as far as it goes, I don't think I have the heart to do something so I can check it off.

Clean my room?  Eh, I would rather not.

Obviously the solution is to make my To Do's more achievable.  If the list said: Listen to music or Stare at your ex-boyfriends facebook I would be golden.

Since When?

I have this new out of control thing for chocolate.  At which point you're like,

"Yeah big deal loser, every lonely girl loves chocolate".  

This is totally out of the blue though.  I never used to eat chocolate, much less milk chocolate.  I move to Germany and its BAM all the time, I need it.  As a result I have decided that when lent approaches I will give it up for lent.  Not that I am Catholic nor in general do I know what the deal with lent is, I just figure it may help in the weaning process.  

I once had a successful lent going without french fries, I had a serious addiction to the Ronald's fries.  Since the one win I have always tried to reign in my sailors mouth, but of course, shit's weak and it never worked out.  Plus cussing is way fun and only makes me appear to have a very choosy vocabulary. Whereas chocolate just makes you big and look extra pathetic if someone walks in on you cramming your face.

None of this was prompted by the question of the weekend.  I saw a guy friend I have not seen in 3 years and he asked,

Do you think you have gained or lost weight since I've seen you?

Ummm, I don't know, I don't have a scale.

P.S that conversation was in broken Hungarian and very awkward because it just stopped there....

Day 13

Favorite band? I think there are many and depending on the day I can get dirty (High School Musical soundtrack) or actually listen to music other people consider music. Ratatat is always welcome.

Best Translation

I am spending Christmas in Hungary with my host family from when I was 18.  As someone who is currently abroad trying to speak German and now attempting to recall Hungarian while here for break I totally understand,  

Speaking another language is really really difficult.

That being said, my little host sister, who is learning English asked me about Pink's "Raise Your Glass" song.  

What does raise your glass mean?

You know.... like when I say cheers (said in Hungarian) and then you cheers, its the movement you know?

Blink blink

Well ok I lift my glass and like nod my head and say cheers, that is raising your glass.

Oh ok, so like (movement movement)?

Yeah, and so you know Pink is cheer(z?)ing people, because they are strange.

I understand!  I thought she was talking about glasses, like on your face.

Then we both glass(z?)ed each other.  I love learning.

Day 12

Something I love, 

is when guys remember to put the toilet seat down.  Even better in Germany guys don't even put it up in the first place.  I asked a German guy friend about this and he said its because they (German men) are not insecure about their masculinity and therefore have no problem taking a seat.  "It's being cultured".

Either way, as long as I don't fall in I'm happy.

Woah there!

In the spirit of my last post I would like to say that I hate slow internet.  As an avid anti socialite I need the internet to work at a brisk pace so I may watch seasons of television shows in a days time, or in the off chance I decide to download some readings for school. grrrr

Day 11

A picture of something you hate.....

I hate hate hate limp handshakes, to the point that if someone gives me a limp handshake it causes instant dislike to flair up inside me.  I mean of course I don't want to have my fingers squeezed off, but at least return the shake.  Seriously.

Day 10

The person I do the most ****** up (out of control, ridiculous, obscene) things with.


This proved to be difficult, because it seems my friends and I have a trend of being totally hilarious (in our opinion primarily) and choosing to make terrible though entertaining decisions together.  That is why I chose a top 3 contenders.

"I sort of just want to lay down and eat chocolate pudding with my face." - Krisztina

"I'm not sure if that's an accent or just a really annoying way of speaking." - Venla

"But... her name is jenna and well, that's just dumb." - Paige

Its not really surprising that two of them are located in Europe, what can I say it just brings out the crazy in people.  Plus that photo with Paige is right after I stepped on a piece of wood that gouged her leg, she's such a forgiving friend :)

Day 9

I figured it was simple enough to dedicate the person who has gotten me through the most to my personal shrink, my father.  I mean basically he is a bad ass, like one of the coolest people I know and most definitely one of the smartest too.  He has helped me through a bunch of that cool childhood stuff like learning to ride a bike and what not and then when I got a bit older he has guided me through the rest of life as I know it.  More than a shoulder to lean on, he just makes my life so totally complete. 

Hello Budapest!

Day 8

I know I was just harping about a cat, but if I have to put a picture of something that makes me laugh I figured it should be something that makes me laugh just about every time I look at it. 

Of course a Harry Potter reference.

Day 7

My most treasured item is obviously something I can't even claim real ownership over, because he just as much owns me.  Ramen noodle, the cat, my cat, the most evil cat in the whole wide world.

Ramen aka Noodle butt, Rami, Devil child, Nuner, Murrcat

Day 6

I thought long and hard about this one and after this 5 minute dedication to thought I decided that I would like to trade places with Nikola Tesla for a day.  I would love to be an out of control genius that is borderline insane for a day.

Also I think it would be a kick to be a guy for 24 hours in general.  
If you don't know much about this electricity god you can read more about him here... 

Day 5

A picture of your favorite memory.

When I started school I was not very interested in football and then I came to love game season, its not just the sport obviously, its the time with my girls, the drinking, the heat, the outfits, everything.  I have a lot of favorite memories, but I think when college is long and gone I will always think fondly of football game days.

Day 4

A picture of your night.

This particular night was towards the beginning of my stay in Berlin, but I think it captures the interesting city that I now wander.