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I had a kind of wtf day.

First: w00t for my boxy box, which I finally managed to convince the post office to relinquish. Ranch flavored Pringles! We have Pringles here, but not ranch ones, because...we don't have ranch. T^T Le sad.

And that's what I'm happiest about in the box. No, not really, I have a freaking digital camera too! Yes!

Perfect timing for my trip to Hungary. I'm not dead for a week, guys, just in Budapest. So Diskarrteslaind is not allowed to launch a nuclear attack on Somnamblia while I am away, you hear me? Dryoma, Bayunok, and the Empire of Magnus the First will protect me! So there. =P

But getting my box was wtf-y because of the postal workers, again. I really don't even want to get into it, it was that wtf.

Second: While on the bus home from MY LAST DEUTSCH COURSE (excuse me while I laugh in triumph: hahahahah) there were some rowdy teenagers in the back. They were just generally being jerks, playing loud music, putting their hands and feet everywhere, and other Disorderly Ungerman Things. After about fifteen minutes of this extreme annoyance to every other passenger, the bus driver makes the usual stop at the market and orders the kids to come to the front of the bus, where she chews them out. She said a lot of things in a very calm tone of voice, and then she said, "If you're going to act like animals, you can walk home."

And she kicked them off the bus.

YOU GO, GIRL.

That was cool but also wtf.

Third: While walking home frmo the bus stop, I ran into a man. Now, so you know, it is dark except for streetlights and mildly raining. I ran into a man who stopped me to talk. No, I wasn't scared for my life or maidenhead or anything; that's not what was wtf.

Out of the blue this man asked me if I was going home, and he made this point specifically, to sleep. At first I was all wtf and thought I had misunderstood, so I told him my German wasn't so good. He said: >>Gehst du nach Hause....*mimes sleeping* zum Schlaft?<< I was just like.....Yes, yes I am. And then he asked me if I was here on vacation. I lied and said yes because it was easier.

Random tangent: Germany will do that to you. Either you will become a very honest person, or a very good liar, because they try to trap you. They say things like: Did you do [this] today? when they know it's not possible. z.B., did you go to French club after school (I know it was canceled let's see what he'll say huhuhu). Why do they do this? Are they just distrustful of people in general? Is it an adult-to-teenager thing? Is it only me? Because, ha, I haven't been caught out yet (mainly because I haven't been lying, but still).

So. Ähem....where was I? Oh yes. The wtf man. Then he's all like, That's cool, how long for? and then without waiting for an answer he pointed to the house behind him and said he lived there. Then he shook my hand firmly, said Tschüß, and walked off.

Did I mention he was standing in the rain? I'm thinking that maybe he thought he recognized me in the dim light and then realized his mistake but was too polite to brush me off. Seriously, though, am I alone in thinking that'a little wtf? Maybe I'm the crazy one. *sigh*

That's all, folks.
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In other news, I can't believe I have nothing better to write about.

EDIT: Okay, here's something better: I witnessed a baby swap on the bus.

What happened was this (watch as the pea goes under the cup): Third stop (Markt), lady (youngish, long red hair, wearing white and black camo pants) gets on bus with baby in baby carriage. All normal, okay. Seven stops later (Einkaufzenter), lady gets off bus. Alone. huh? At the baby carriage is another woman (short black hair, tan coat), who gets off two stops later (Siedlerweg) with baby and carriage in tow...

There could be a perfectly normal, sane explanation for this, but I can't think what it could be. Like, maybe one lady was a babysitter and or something, and baby-watch shift change. But seriously, why on a freaking bus? So I much prefer the explanation that both women are secret government workers, and the baby is a high-tech genius alien robot prodigy from the future with sekritt government world-takeover plans cleverly hidden in a highly refined brain disguised as a bobble hat. Plan Kukucksuhrwerkschneckeunterbirkenstocken.

It's all a plan to stop those disloyal young men who won't join the army, ingeniously involving diaper bombs and pedophiles pacifists things that babies suck on. And covert surveillience from unexpected places...
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY RILEY!!! In honor of your birthday I made you this beautiful ice penguin sculpture.

I really wish I could give you a birthday hug about now. *hug*
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Okay, as probably my final post in this country, I'd like to say Firefly rocks my socks off.

You've probably heard (or not) that everything we know to be true it wrong: we now have, what is it, three more planets? 12 planets in the solar system? Ceres, between Mars and Jupiter, Pluto's moon Charon, and Xena and her little Gabrielle. It's official, folks.
And just for Boozy, in the newspaper the opinion cartoon was captioned 'The International Astronomical Union and the Little Prince come to blows over newly proposed planetary designations,' and the picture of the Little Prince and this scientist guy looks exactly right! It's hilarious.

And also that though Will is having an affair with Helen Keller, that can easily be fixed by the Challenger Explosion.

Five hours and counting?

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