So, I'm back in the internet cafe. My roommate got a 136€ bill today from the phone company because, apparently, we were charged 6€ per hour for every hour we used the internet. Think about how often you guys are on the internet. Now think about paying $8 for every hour you use it. Wanna check your e-mail? $2 - $4. Read your comics? let's say $6 - $8. News stories? EBay? My blog? You get the picture. So junk is getting really expensive here, and I am SO out of money it isn't even funny. I've used every little bit of savings I had and every little bit of the loan I got before I left. $1200 - $1500 is what I'd need to make it here until my first paycheck, they said. "Ha!" I say. A very bitter, broke-down "ha" ...
Right. I'm done with that. Now, on to direct addresses:
Ma:Thank you for the cords!!! I await them eagerly. Also, I love you bad. I miss going to Taco Bell late nights with you. When I see you next, the first thing we are going to do is eat awesome food. If it's in America, we're eating King Wah and then Taco Bell. If it's here, then we're eating at this good pizza place I know run by a funny little Italian man. Also, say "loveyatalktoyalaterbye!" to Marvin for me, because I know you're probably reading this aloud to him right now. Hi, Marvin!
Dad: I miss my daddy. I was on the street the other day and smelled something that really smelled like the inside of that old brown molester van you used to drive (the one that took the whole softball team to state competition one year) and it made me really miss you. I wish you and Rachael could visit me so that you can tell me what the hell's going on in American politics over there. I hope I get Skype soon so I can talk with all you Eltern.
Musketeers: Ladies, you are leading crazy fun lives of your own but know that I miss you and am constantly finding funny little things that I would love to share with you. Drink a strawberry margarita to me and keep on writing to me! PS: Ambie, I showed a picture of you and me to a fellow teacher here and he said you were pretty. Actually, he said something a little more graphic, but I'm the censor here!
Improv gang: Amy, I love you for commenting on my posts! Comments make my day. Also, do we have any other improv people with blogs, or am I going to have to give in and make a MySpace page? Clint and Jen: Happy wedding! I saw the pics. You are beautiful, funny people. Are there videos of the ceremony or anything? Also, to everyone: I still get to read the listserv stuff for RDI, and it makes me pine for the stage. Can someone send me an e-mail and say what's new there?
Madison/Heather: Copernicus, I know you read this thing, but do you not have a blog for me to read too? And Bug, do you read this or not? I have no e-mail contact with you and I wants it.
My people here in Germany: I have two weeks' vacation coming up -- get ready for a visit!
Anyone else: Do you read me? Are you here? Would you like a comment?
Moving on to ... Barnaby's Blues Bar!
I have a place to go! Barnaby's, like I said before, is a little place in the middle of town with some pretty good live blues bands. I went to see the Tom Principato Band play last weekend and the place was packed. Everyone was quite older than me -- the blues crowd always seems to be more my dad's age than mine -- but we were all grooving and enjoying the band. I sat next to this group of older guys at the bar and ended up talking to them. One was rolling his own cigarettes and looked just like Mick Jagger; another had an earring and said nothing; still another was Bavarian (which meant I could barely understand him when he spoke German) and had coke-bottle glasses. A motley crew. But I had fun with them. And I'm totally going back on Wednesday. Spencer Davis is playing. Spencer effing Davis, who sang "I'm a Man" and "Gimme Some Lovin'", is playing. Granted, it's 42€ to get in -- and I do NOT have 42€. But I can hang out outside, have a beer, and listen that way. Vicariously take part.
In more boring news, I'm gaining class after class on my work schedule. I'll be working with the younger classes soon (5th, 6th, and 7th), which I'm excited about because I haven't had much experience with that level of English learning yet. I'm still pretty psyched about the whole teaching thing in general. My colleagues are letting me be more than just a living dictionary, which I hear some teaching assistants get. They want me in their classes; they want me to lead discussion groups and do fun stuff with them. I love it. The other day I led a bunch of 11th graders in a conversation group. Our topic was "film": what makes a film different from a novel, from a poem, etc ... So I had them talk about films with me: what makes a good film and what makes a bad film, what should all good films have, etc. Then I put them into groups and had them create a pitch for their own film. At the end of class they pitched their movies to me. It was hella fun. Can you imagine if your job were just to do this kind of thing every day? I heart my job.
Right. I'm done with that. Now, on to direct addresses:
Ma:Thank you for the cords!!! I await them eagerly. Also, I love you bad. I miss going to Taco Bell late nights with you. When I see you next, the first thing we are going to do is eat awesome food. If it's in America, we're eating King Wah and then Taco Bell. If it's here, then we're eating at this good pizza place I know run by a funny little Italian man. Also, say "loveyatalktoyalaterbye!" to Marvin for me, because I know you're probably reading this aloud to him right now. Hi, Marvin!
Dad: I miss my daddy. I was on the street the other day and smelled something that really smelled like the inside of that old brown molester van you used to drive (the one that took the whole softball team to state competition one year) and it made me really miss you. I wish you and Rachael could visit me so that you can tell me what the hell's going on in American politics over there. I hope I get Skype soon so I can talk with all you Eltern.
Musketeers: Ladies, you are leading crazy fun lives of your own but know that I miss you and am constantly finding funny little things that I would love to share with you. Drink a strawberry margarita to me and keep on writing to me! PS: Ambie, I showed a picture of you and me to a fellow teacher here and he said you were pretty. Actually, he said something a little more graphic, but I'm the censor here!
Improv gang: Amy, I love you for commenting on my posts! Comments make my day. Also, do we have any other improv people with blogs, or am I going to have to give in and make a MySpace page? Clint and Jen: Happy wedding! I saw the pics. You are beautiful, funny people. Are there videos of the ceremony or anything? Also, to everyone: I still get to read the listserv stuff for RDI, and it makes me pine for the stage. Can someone send me an e-mail and say what's new there?
Madison/Heather: Copernicus, I know you read this thing, but do you not have a blog for me to read too? And Bug, do you read this or not? I have no e-mail contact with you and I wants it.
My people here in Germany: I have two weeks' vacation coming up -- get ready for a visit!
Anyone else: Do you read me? Are you here? Would you like a comment?
Moving on to ... Barnaby's Blues Bar!
I have a place to go! Barnaby's, like I said before, is a little place in the middle of town with some pretty good live blues bands. I went to see the Tom Principato Band play last weekend and the place was packed. Everyone was quite older than me -- the blues crowd always seems to be more my dad's age than mine -- but we were all grooving and enjoying the band. I sat next to this group of older guys at the bar and ended up talking to them. One was rolling his own cigarettes and looked just like Mick Jagger; another had an earring and said nothing; still another was Bavarian (which meant I could barely understand him when he spoke German) and had coke-bottle glasses. A motley crew. But I had fun with them. And I'm totally going back on Wednesday. Spencer Davis is playing. Spencer effing Davis, who sang "I'm a Man" and "Gimme Some Lovin'", is playing. Granted, it's 42€ to get in -- and I do NOT have 42€. But I can hang out outside, have a beer, and listen that way. Vicariously take part.
In more boring news, I'm gaining class after class on my work schedule. I'll be working with the younger classes soon (5th, 6th, and 7th), which I'm excited about because I haven't had much experience with that level of English learning yet. I'm still pretty psyched about the whole teaching thing in general. My colleagues are letting me be more than just a living dictionary, which I hear some teaching assistants get. They want me in their classes; they want me to lead discussion groups and do fun stuff with them. I love it. The other day I led a bunch of 11th graders in a conversation group. Our topic was "film": what makes a film different from a novel, from a poem, etc ... So I had them talk about films with me: what makes a good film and what makes a bad film, what should all good films have, etc. Then I put them into groups and had them create a pitch for their own film. At the end of class they pitched their movies to me. It was hella fun. Can you imagine if your job were just to do this kind of thing every day? I heart my job.
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I decided I'm going back to Europe in March for trip number 3!! So, whether or not Dean and my mom go, I'll come visit you if you're lucky. :) Have you been to that new mall in Braunsweig? I heard its huge and looks like an old bldg but they just built it last year or something??? Looks pretty cool! -Megan
W00t! Yeah, I've been to the place. It's called the Schloss Arkaden and on the outside it looks like a big old palace (on the inside, it's a mall). This is either very awesome or very sad.
Anyway, I look forward to seeing ya! Come swing by Braunschweig, I can put ya up!
-Raychel
Hey Raychel...love your blog... so entertaining! Kelly Gentry
Hey Raychel! Thanks for commenting on my YouTube video, that made my day. I hope to have some new Red Dirt videos up this weekend (maybe.)
Your blogs are much fun to read. I'm glad you're enjoying your job and all the fun German things.
-Scott
Hey Raychel,
It's MommaRach here. Check your ou email. I have a way with the Money Gods (Goddesses).
Love you!
You might consider importing your RSS feed into Facebook as notes. That way your friends on Facebook get to see every new post you've made, even if they forget the address for the blog here. :-)
It is pretty simple-- here's the page you need to look at.
Hey. I miss you too, I'm bad about remember to comment you. Mom has been nagging me about it. Don't think that I'm avoiding commenting you or avoiding reading, I just always forget to do things. I'm not going to say I'm busy, I just have task A.D.D. Y'know? I don't have a blog, I'm thinking about it mainly because I'm finding I have things to say, but I doubt I'll be able to keep up with it. I check my e-mail now that I'm a little more acclimated to college life. No, I'm not even a college student, but now I have to e-mail my professors about things or questions because I don't want to drive to campus and I need to reach them before the next time I see them. To sum it up, I use my e-mail a lot more frequently. m_winstead@hotmail.com
E-mail me, I'll actually respond within a month even a week. Nothing too exciting here. I'm really close to being a National Honor Merit Scholar semifinalist. I'm taking the PSAT again soon to get there. Cody and I had our one year aniversary September 15th! I love that kid. My college classes are amazing, and I'm getting along great. I blew 125 collars in one week over the state fair. I went twice. It sucked. I missed not going to the fair with you. Cody and I went on Thursday (like we do) just the two of us, and it wasn't the same because it's usually just you and me. Coincidentally, I got sick at the fair and almost threw up after riding the Enterprise...that thing where I kinda sit in your lap, remember? Yeah. It made me sick, we went home early. Then the following Friday was homecoming and we slaughtered Duncan. Me, Cody, and his gang of friends all went tot he fair and had a blast. Again, nothing too new. I've been missing you. I don't have an excuse to spend five dollars on coffee anymore. I look forward to seeing/hearing from you. E-mail me. I may or may not have a blog in the future. I'll tell you if I decide to get one. Love you babe, bye!
<3
-Madi
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