The Quiet Before the Storm

it rained here yesterday. SPOILER ALERT: contrary to popular beliefs, gypsys do not melt in the rain. its like they adapted to our climate and are taking the characteristics of human beings. spooky!

last night was an extremely fun night. we went to this bar/club which was really trendy and fun. throughout my nights here ive noticed 2 major differences between european men and american men:

1. if you can dance really well here, you are the man and will most likely grind-dance with a plethora of hot chicks all night long. in the states, if you can shake it, people probly think your gay.
2. dudes here with bob marley hair that is nappy and long get hot dames. american dudes with that hair are thought of as dirty and smelly hippies by most females.

there were these two girls at the club last night dressed extremely sluttily and were unreal dancers. the way these girls shaked their hips was fantastic. it was as if they were functioning as two seperate halfs: the bottom half wiggling around in a glorious way and the top half just like looking smokin hot and seductive. it seemed like these two girls worked for the club and just got dudes excited to dance and they would leave them in the dust. ben begged to differ but i bet he thinks strippers like him too.

there were these girls we were kinda dancing with that kind of asked us to come back to chill at their spot. one of the three refused cause "she had a boyfriend". i think it turned out to be better for us because i usually do not enjoy waking up in a bathtub full of ice with my kidney missing. but that might just be me.

as our first week is slowly but surely coming to an end, i have begun to miss many things about america. i miss watching the mets, i miss understanding at least 2.54% of the things that are going on and said around me, i miss driving and not taking a loopy tram systems to get anywhere, and i miss not being stressed out when ordering food at a restaurant.

we were kicked out of our hostel for tonight because it was overbooked so we are staying with these two girls we work with. i think that i can trust them but you can never be too sure if you will see the sunrise when sleeping on the couch of finnish and latvian chicas (although the sunrise does occur at 430 am which is nuts).

thats it for now. i guess ill see ya when i see ya.

peace, love & gap

-splyderman