We moved into our new apartment and it's amazing. The location is perfect and the apartment is spacious and we love it. The only problem is the ping-pong table we ordered doesn't quite fit. Oh bother.
I just picked up my Auto from the Embassy. I had heard horror stories about damage caused to cars in transit but mine was fine except the battery was dead. It took two jumper cables to finally jump my car, and then as I was pulling away to take my car to the shop to get some modifications, it died. So we jumped it again and I was off. I revved the engine at stop signals in case it tried to die again. It didn't, and my first driving adventure in Wien went smashingly. It's pretty much like driving in the States except you must yield to the Strassenbahn, which is the trolley, they always have the right of way you see. I left the car with the mechanic and I hopped on the U-Bahn with the cables which I will return tomorrow after Deutsch class.
I'm throwing a party this weekend for my friends from German class. It's called Juan Jo's going away party. Juan Jose is one of my buddies from class and he's returning to Mexico. We play squash once a week with Claudio from Italy and Yi-Chen from Taiwan. Juan Jo will be missed. But Squash will live on. I've invested in my very own raquet as has Claudio. So even when I start working and I don't have my afternoons to enjoy sport, I will have a regular squash appointment. Claudio has beaten me almost everytime. He calls himself the champion.
It's 5:50 hear and Shannon should be off work soon. I'm having a Guiness in a British pub near our new apartment right now. I will have to mask the smell of my breath if I desire to go undetected, or else...
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So, I don't know German, but if I had to guess I would say that the title of this blog post means "Guiness Sticks to you Gut and makes you fat." How'd I do?
P.S. Too bad you weren't at the Whiskey Bar last night. It was most excellent. All of your cool friends were there.
I was not at the Whiskey Bar last night, so Charissa's comment is false.
Also, is it just me, or does this whole squash scenario sound like the beginning of a gay porn?
Charissa's comments are always true because she is amazing.
The whole squash thing does sound a little gay. Then again, I'm not really surprised that Cory enjoys this sort of thing.
Charissa is occasionally amazing. There is nothing gay about squash, except the group showers after we play. I wish I was at the Whiskey Bar last night. I usually wish I was at the Whiskey Bar. Guinness and a shot for six bucks. Yes please.
It's been a two-Whiskey-Bar week for me. Cory, I had a Pocahontas moment with Tim and Charissa last night. You would have enjoyed it. I'm not sure if there were any violent pointing gestures, but intense anyway.
Also, Tim said something along the lines of "You're opinion is foolish and irrelevant," to Ande. She was furious. I kept trying to get her to punch him in the face, but it didn't happen.
I was caught in the crossfire of the pocahontas moment, and it was truly not cool. Tate can be mean. That's what I learned Friday night. As for Tim and Ande's conversation. That wasn't very cool either.
Can someone please give me a full transcript of the evening. Damn, I wish I could have been there.
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