The less we say about it the better

I can't say this post has any set topic or adventure. It's just the leftover snippets that are running around in my head but haven't made it onto a post lately.

Song of the day: 

I really like the Talking Heads.

My sister got her first boyfriend a couple weeks ago. Captain Norrington aptly summed up my feelings on the matter in the first Pirates movie:

"I apologize if I seem forward, but I must speak my mind. This promotion throws into sharp relief that which I have not yet achieved."
Of course, I'm happy for her. And I can't wait to meet the guy when I get home in July.

I'm not the only one who has a friend that as good as ignores my presence when other people are around, right?

I really want to buy all the Pirates of the Caribbean movies. There's a box set  on Blu-ray for thirty euros and I'm just dying to get it, but... I should save my money for my mission. Meh. This mission thing is turning out to be more expensive that planned. Or maybe the problem is that I wasn't planning on going until last October and just focused on getting through college without debt and then to Germany and therefore have practically no money. No debt, but not much else either.

On the note of mission funding, I'm going to have to sell my beloved bike that I left in the care of one of my best friends in Utah. I love my bike. My lovely fixie from the seventies, my Made-in-Austria jewel. We had such lovely times together. And so many fun trips to the repair shop. Let's not discuss the matter further.

I finished the wall I was working on. But I've realized lately that I shouldn't use the money for the trip I was planning on with my friends. Good thing nothing was set in concrete. Heck, nothing was set even in Jello, other than that we wanted to go. I hate money. At least my sacrifice will be for a good cause. And Switzerland is in my mission, so maybe I'll even get to serve there. But because I'm American, the chances aren't super high, since the Swiss aren't handing out visas to us right now. At least that's what everybody tells me.

I'm having a hard time refraining from cutting my own hair. Layering can't be that hard, right? My haircut could hardly get worse. ...Ok, it could. Which is why I haven't done it, although there have been some VERY close calls. We're talking standing in front of my mirror with scissors in hand. And I wish I could do bangs. Oh the joys of somewhat curly hair.

I have a love-hate relationship with chocolate covered rice cakes.

Everybody's really excited about Eintracht Braunschweig getting into the first league. I mean, I spotted Aufstieg 2013 beer cans and even Aufstieg Bratwurst at the grocery store this weekend. I love Germany...

Less than two months left in Braunschweig. We're not talking about that either.

And the weather had better pull it's act together and start acting more May-like.