Love and happiness via the internet to two of my favorite people.
First, my seriously magnificent sister Kaitlynn Marie Caldwell. She's nineteen, people. Not really a very exciting age if you live in the US, but once she gets to Salzburg next year (oh yeah, she's GOING), she'll be able to party like it's 1999.
Also to my wonderfully awesome friend Emily Clare Rico. 23 and still spry and fresh as a spring chicken. I've never really understood that phrase but I like it, and chickens make me think of cocks (the roosters- come on, what do you take me for). This of course makes me think of the fateful evening almost five years ago (we're so old), when I screamed out "shit cock" in front of a passing nun, and Emily nearly died of total mortification. If I remember correctly she tried to dive into the bushes to avoid being sent to hell merely by association.
I love you two! Happiest of birthdays to you!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
These Pretzels Are Makin' Me THIRSTY
I just ate some cookies, and they have made me ridiculously thirsty. If only Kramer were here.
This shall be a quidate (that's quick and update combined, duh), because it is way past my bedtime and I am a grouchy teacher if I don't get enough sleep. Really, I'm not nice.
The week before last, due to an unfortunate misunderstanding between myself and this German "electrical company" (scam artists), my electricity was turned off. With only one letter telling me this would happen, sent a measly two days before shut off. Well, the extremely short version of the really twisted story is that I was positive I had set up a direct deposit when I moved in here in July. Well, surprise- I didn't. So I haven't paid for any electricity since AUGUST. As you can most likely guess, the bill was enough to make all the air shoot out of my lungs when I saw it. Top that off with all the charges they had piled on because I hadn't been paying, and we're talking hundreds of euros. SCAM ARTISTS I TELL YOU. I maintain that they are trick bitches, not just because they shut off my electricity, but because they have failed to "input into the system" THREE other friends of mine. These people are much smarter than I am, and caught on quicker, thus managing to avoid spending an entire evening and morning in total darkness, having all the food in their refrigerator spoil, and taking a shower in the morning by candlelight.
And no, it was not a sexy shower. Taking a candlelit shower is only sexy if you aren't ALONE.
So that's that. It's over. And now I am against Drewag. That's the group of fraudulent individuals masquerading as a legitimate business who forced this dramatic saga upon me.
In other news:
I am going to Egypt in one week. Seven days. Next Sunday I'll be lounging on the coast of the Red Sea. Yes, the one Moses parted. I'll tell him you all say hi.
I had two symphony concerts this weekend, and they went surprisingly well. I don't know why I was surprised, but I was. I had visions of my clarinet slipping out of my hands in the middle of my one tiny solo, hitting the floor, and shattering into tiny splinters of wood that would fly into all the other musicians eyes and permanently blind them so they could never read music again.
Fortunately, this was not the case. I was pretty awesome. Well, I guess the orchestra was pretty awesome and I just kind of did my thing in the back row and prayed no one would notice if I messed up.
I haven't done the dishes in over two weeks. I am ashamed to admit this but I feel it has to be said. Maybe now that the world knows, I'll actually do something about it.
That shows you how often anyone ever comes to my apartment.
I reaffirmed my love for train travel yesterday when traveling from Hannover back to Dresden. Train stations are WAY BETTER than airports, in every possible way. I also scored an awesome break and got to ride in the first class carriage. For some reason they were herding all the second class passengers into first class seating. Well, I'm certainly not one to object when being offered, for free, more comfortable accomodations than I would ever be willing to pay for. I had the most glorious four hour train ride imagineable. Enough room to stretch my legs all the way out, a huge comfortable seat, great view out the window...man, I love riding the rails.
That last part sounds really dirty. I like it.
Well, that's all from Deutschland for now. I'm thinking of purchasing my own washing machine. We'll see if this actually happens. More details to follow.
This shall be a quidate (that's quick and update combined, duh), because it is way past my bedtime and I am a grouchy teacher if I don't get enough sleep. Really, I'm not nice.
The week before last, due to an unfortunate misunderstanding between myself and this German "electrical company" (scam artists), my electricity was turned off. With only one letter telling me this would happen, sent a measly two days before shut off. Well, the extremely short version of the really twisted story is that I was positive I had set up a direct deposit when I moved in here in July. Well, surprise- I didn't. So I haven't paid for any electricity since AUGUST. As you can most likely guess, the bill was enough to make all the air shoot out of my lungs when I saw it. Top that off with all the charges they had piled on because I hadn't been paying, and we're talking hundreds of euros. SCAM ARTISTS I TELL YOU. I maintain that they are trick bitches, not just because they shut off my electricity, but because they have failed to "input into the system" THREE other friends of mine. These people are much smarter than I am, and caught on quicker, thus managing to avoid spending an entire evening and morning in total darkness, having all the food in their refrigerator spoil, and taking a shower in the morning by candlelight.
And no, it was not a sexy shower. Taking a candlelit shower is only sexy if you aren't ALONE.
So that's that. It's over. And now I am against Drewag. That's the group of fraudulent individuals masquerading as a legitimate business who forced this dramatic saga upon me.
In other news:
I am going to Egypt in one week. Seven days. Next Sunday I'll be lounging on the coast of the Red Sea. Yes, the one Moses parted. I'll tell him you all say hi.
I had two symphony concerts this weekend, and they went surprisingly well. I don't know why I was surprised, but I was. I had visions of my clarinet slipping out of my hands in the middle of my one tiny solo, hitting the floor, and shattering into tiny splinters of wood that would fly into all the other musicians eyes and permanently blind them so they could never read music again.
Fortunately, this was not the case. I was pretty awesome. Well, I guess the orchestra was pretty awesome and I just kind of did my thing in the back row and prayed no one would notice if I messed up.
I haven't done the dishes in over two weeks. I am ashamed to admit this but I feel it has to be said. Maybe now that the world knows, I'll actually do something about it.
That shows you how often anyone ever comes to my apartment.
I reaffirmed my love for train travel yesterday when traveling from Hannover back to Dresden. Train stations are WAY BETTER than airports, in every possible way. I also scored an awesome break and got to ride in the first class carriage. For some reason they were herding all the second class passengers into first class seating. Well, I'm certainly not one to object when being offered, for free, more comfortable accomodations than I would ever be willing to pay for. I had the most glorious four hour train ride imagineable. Enough room to stretch my legs all the way out, a huge comfortable seat, great view out the window...man, I love riding the rails.
That last part sounds really dirty. I like it.
Well, that's all from Deutschland for now. I'm thinking of purchasing my own washing machine. We'll see if this actually happens. More details to follow.
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