Okay, so the "RUDE" from the title of this post is aimed toward the SlingBox that Travis got for me like a month ago. Probably for a good 2 weeks now maybe? It hasn't been working. SOOO that means, I haven't been able to keep up with any American sports. I goto espn.com regularly for the scores. But still. boooooo.
Aside from that, everything has been good. This past Friday I didn't really do much after getting "off" from "work". I seriously am sitting here trying to tell you what I did.. but I have no idea. I honestly can't remember. Hmm.. (and no, alcohol is NOT the reason for my bad memory mother). So Saturday, Lisa, Kai, Johanna and the little crumb and I all went into Bad Godesburg (small town just south of Bonn) for our "chocolate fondue" day. I am not even joking when I say that I feel like all I eat here is chocolate. Anyway, we went to that and it was nice. We had a small emergency when Emilian decided to be cool and just shit his brains out. Hahaha being a baby most be hilarious, like I'm sure he was acutally thinking in his head at the time "hmm.. this could be entertaining" and then just starting crapping his pants. Hhahaahha, is anyone else laughing as hard as I am right now after re-reading that? ahahaah. Whatever. Luckily he was able to be cleaned up, and Lisa had to run to the H&M across the street to buy a new pair of baby pants for him--it was the ONE time Lisa didn't have extra of everything in her bag, she couldn't believe it. Lesson Learned.
Saturday, I had decided that I would cook Lasagna on Sunday night, so we went to the store to try and get everything I would need. Again, it was quite the adventure trying to find everything--my list had all kinds of math and converstions all over it as I had to change everything from cups/ounces to ml and from lbs. to grams. It was really fun, let me tell you ;) While shopping, around 6:30 or so, I received a text from Pat (the other American guy I know, and pretty much my only friend here at this point..) asking if I had any "plans tonight?" I texted him back with "Plans? Is that some sort of sick joke?!" He told me that he was going out with a few other friends and I was more than welcome to come if I wanted. I decided I definitely wanted to go out, so when I came home from grocery shopping I started to get ready. I met him and Blake (a guy from Denver that I had met once before) in Köln at around 10ish or so. We walked to another bar where we met up with a few of their girl friends they knew. One of the girls, Sandra--who is British--had 2 of her friends from England there visiting. Uhh.. let me tell you.. they were HAMMERED. Apparently they had all been at the ChristmasMarkets starting at around 1 or so and had been drinking the traditional drink of the Markets: Glühwein. So yeah, shitfaced. The other girl was French, named Helen, and she was really sweet. There was another girl there, named Julia who was German and she had her guy friend, Jonathan, (also German, but also kind of Norwegian considering he spent all of his teen years in Norway? I guess? Maybe?) there as well. All in all it was a really nice and fun group of people :) There had been some sort of drama at the table with Jonathan and one of the hammered Brits, but I was kinda out of the loop and didn't understand why she was pissed off (I think she just had a case of the 'Jill Lookabaugh', where she got wasted and then got angy...) but who knows. The 2 Brits that were visiting (and piss drunk) went home and the rest of us walked to another nearby club. On the way there I was trying to figure out what the hell had happened with the "drama" at the table, and Jonathan explained it as one of the girls was just showing "proper bitch behavior". Haha I laughed for awhile at that comment. I mean, what is Proper Bitch Behavior?! Hmm.. I dunno, but I'm gonna try it out sometime. We all went to the club drank more and danced to some EuroDance mixes (I swear, they eat shit like that up, the sterotypes are real! haha). We didn't stay out nearly as late as we did the other time I had gone out with Pat--we left the bar at around 2:40ish.
Sunday was "Lasagna day". That is, after I pretty much slept all day. When I finally decided to stop being a complete waste of life, I got up and headed downstairs to start getting everything ready for Johanna and I to cook (we decided that about twice a month--weekends when Johanna was with us--I would cook and help to teach Johanna). Once again, and I'm not trying to brag (well, maybe I am) but my lasagna turned out bangin'. It was soo good :) After dinner I reported up to my room to my laptop to catch the scores of the Bengals/Vikings game. (Again, no SlingBox to watch it on.. grrr) Fortunately for me, I had left my cell phone down-chun (if you know my language from when I was little, you know what that means) in the living room so I didn't get Pat's rude texts/call (he's a Vikings fan).
Hmm.. Okay.. I'm sure I'm leaving out a bunch of info, but I'm not going to lie, I'm kinda over typing right now, so I'm gonna go. But that was in a nutshell, my nice little weekend :) Post again soon, Tscüss xoxo Megan
PS-The way I just dead-ended this post.. haha.. I mean, great ending? Or greatest EVER?!?!
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