I finally found Malado in her apartment. She happily helped me call the ticket office to get Il Divo tickets. And what happened was exactly what I expected -- sold out with a 300-person-long waiting list. HOWEVER, they're coming to Frankfurt in early May. May the saga continue ( Read more... )

On the other hand, I want my hair back. Suddenly it has occured to me that I have a whole lot of hair. It's rather thick. And if I didn't do anything to it and it happened to be long, I bet it would look really nice. Fortunately, my hair grows about eight feet per year, so next week or thereabouts it should be where I want it. I guess I just ( Read more... )

After spending ten minutes talking to a Carrefour employee who spoke ten words of English, I eventually found what I was looking for and spent ten euros (that's $15 kids, nothing to sneeze at) on a hairdryer. Now I've decided to abandon it. That's five minutes I'm saving by letting my hair just do it's thing. I have straight hair. Why didn't ( Read more... )

Today I just had class in the morning, so I'm going to spend the rest of the day cleaning and organizing. It's amazing how messy my apartment has gotten, considering that I only have a fraction of my possessions here. And it's not that I'm a messy person. It's just there's nowhere to put anything ( Read more... )

I've finally gotten the internet at my apartment, and no longer fear the non-QWERTY French keyboard that makes me type Qs all the time. I've been documenting my trip with regular pencil and paper since I got on the plane, so I'll start there, and I have plenty of pictures as well! It's extremely lengthy (but so great! I'm one of those people who ( Read more... )

So it happens that I did play pool with Ben the day before yesterday, four times to be exact. Somehow we both lost the first game and both won the last game, so we were tied in the end. When I mentioned playing pool in bars and betting on my skill (not likely) and he responded "don't", I developed a sneaking suspicion that for two years he's been ( Read more... )

This morning I went to the mall with Ashley Webre. I just adore her; we have so much in common. We both love girly things and we are both susceptible to sales pitches. By the way, Bath and Body Works is having a huge sale. For $10 I got a giant shower gel, a tiny shower gel, and a tiny lotion. That's usually like...at least $16 I guess. ( Read more... )

Last night Ashley and I had a Harry Potter-a-thon, except with only 1.5 movies. We talked about boys and surgery and travel. We ate dessert. Ashley's parents talk to me when other people's parents don't. I woke up at 7, but Ashley and her entire family were still asleep. I was afraid that if the dog barked it would wake up everyone and then I ( Read more... )

I can no longer distinguish between the scents of eggnog, sugar wafer, and carrot cake ( Read more... )

So I travel a lot, or something. And every time I do I like to take along the aforementioned pumpkin lotion and my facewash, both of which come in pump bottles. And every time I open my suitcase, I am faced with a sticky mess. Now, here's the thing: I KNOW people bring liquids in these sorts of containers with them when they travel, yet I am ( Read more... )