Does anyone even check their livejournals anymore? Can we bring that back somehow? Sometimes it seems as if everything old is new again (90s fashion was terrible when it was still in the 90s, my god why are we bringing it back), so why not push for a resurgence for the old eljay. So here, I'll start ( Read more... )

SO I HERD YOU WANTED BROWN KNEE HIGH LACE UP BOOTS WITHOUT A ZIPPER... WITHOUT A STRIPPER HEEL ATTACHED...

( CHRISTMAS JUST CAME EARLY, BITCH )

So long Vienna. I'll miss you certainly, but till I make it back to you, I'll remember you fondly.

And special thanks to Matt the Canadian and his mountie teddie bear, for giving me some perspective on the U-Bahn today. I hope your time in the city is as magical as mine was.

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The past couple of days have not been super happy ones. Please post pics/vids of cute kittens? ;-;

( La la photos (WARNING: there is the possibility that some of this material is triggering; ie: a concentration camp) )

The continuation of my food adventures! Because that's really the most interesting thing in my life right now. (Unless you count the shell rain on poupee! Yessssssssss, 57 shells and counting)

( Picture Story Time )

HOW TO PROCURE VALUABLE LIFE SKILLS:

1. Eat a parfait instead of legitimate food around dinnertime.

2. Upon inevitably getting hungry later, eat a piece of cake.

3. ...

4. PROFIT!

This was brought to you by my absolutely horrendous eating habits when left to my own devices. But, in my defense, it was a delicious parfait. JE REGRETTE RIEN!

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I did not fall off of the Alps! Success! And, of course, that statement is built upon the sentiment that I CLIMBED a portion of the Alps. As such, I have now been deemed my group's coordinator as a 'Junior Mountain Goat.' It is a rather delightful feeling.

On our return trip from the Alps, our group visited Forchtenstein Castle, which, at least at ( Read more... )

My Dear Viennese Neighbors,

I know that it's saturday night, and thus a time for partying. I understand that fact, truly I do. But it is now after midnight, and if you don't turn down your shitty Europop within the next fifteen minutes, I will not hesitate to chuck beer bottles at each and every one of your sloshed skulls.

No love,
Me

I will never cease to be amazed by how swiftly the dawn approaches.