Okay, so my life has had some bummers in it lately, but I'm learning to "look on the bright side" and see the good in everyone.
The Bad: I vacummed my apartment last night with my new "Euro Deutches Ultra PowerVac 9000 Ja! Ja!" that would probably be illegal in America. At one point, I opened it and spilled dust everywhere. I spent ten minutes trying to reattach it until, predictably, I grabbed it by the handle and bashed it into the floor repeatedly.
The vacuum is fine, but I done jacked up my right hand.
The Good: Cuts on your knuckles actually look pretty badass. I noticed a girl in my choir looking at them last night with what was probably some form of admiration. I gave her a hard, steely gaze and turned away.
The Bad: I would be astonished if my new job didn't violate a few labor laws in Paris. Friday I worked from 6:30PM to 3:30AM with one fifteen minute break. They have now made a rule that you cannot eat during your breaks.
I subsisted off of onion-flavored chips and those little chocolates that they serve with coffee for about 11 hours (I didn't get home until 5:30).
My trainer left me at the bar alone for a long period of time. I did not have a key to the cash register, nor did I know how to make a "Sex in the Sea." People got angry.
The Good: The people are so nice! And we get pints of home-brewed beer for one euro.
The Bad: I don't know why I thought I could still have an interesting conversation after three pints, two glasses of wine, and a pina colada. I cracked out my "magic trick" for everybody (the 7 of hearts one, if you know me), which is a sure sign that I should be more sober.
The Bad: The girl on the moped (see a few posts ago) did not answer her phone when I called.
The Good: I accidentally kept a pair of her gloves that I used for said moped ride. I'm not actually creepy enough to keep/wear them, but at some point, I hope her hands get real cold...yeah, real cold-like.
The Bad: Schumann's "ABEGG Variations" are a bitch.
The Good: I can play Albeniz' "El Puerto" like a true Spaniard.
The Bad: I have two busted pipes in my bathroom. The plumber informed me he was calling my landlord to complain.
The Good: There is nothing good about busted pipes.
The Bad: I had to turn down an invitation to EuroDisney World.
The Good: I did not have to go to EuroDisney World.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
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