Just the little things
So today I was really excited and happy because I found a light bulb changer, you know one of those long handles that has an attachment on the end so you can change light bulbs that are really high up. My ceilings are pretty high and my bathroom light has been out ever since I moved in. Its so wonderful not to sit on the toilet in the dark. Kind of refreshing.
Yesterday, I also got my sister's xmas package, there was a fuck up with the post office. Hey at least I got it.
I discovered you can buy rum here. Its in the supermarket, in the baking section. Its for making cakes I swear! This is great because my arak connection shut down because they were afraid of getting busted by the cops. I mean they were bootleggers. They also sell these vodka mixed soft drink things in the store too, their not bad, but I feel like such a pansy ass party boy drinking one of those. They don't really do much either. I just want scotch. I don't miss toilet paper, I don't care that I routinely battle ants from taking over my kitchen, I don't mind that sometimes I sound like a fool when I answer questions with answers that don't even make sense because I had no idea what people just said, it doesn't bother me that there is no soap in the bathrooms in the building where I work, I don' t mind that Indonesians are so vague and ambiguous that sometimes I'm not even sure when I'm supposed to meet someone cause they don't to ever say when they want to meet even when I ask them "When do you want to meet?" - "In the afternoon" - "What time?" - "How about after I finish my class." - "When is that?" - "It starts at 11" - "When is it over?" - "Sometimes it runs late." - "So what time do you want to meet then?!" - "When ever is better for you." ----> none of this bothers me, I just would like some scotch.
So I go to a hotel once in a while, 3-7pm is happy hour at the Yogya Plaza, and have a couple of drinks. I just usually feel bad because I spent about as much as I will spend on dinner for the rest of the week.
Yesterday, I also got my sister's xmas package, there was a fuck up with the post office. Hey at least I got it.
I discovered you can buy rum here. Its in the supermarket, in the baking section. Its for making cakes I swear! This is great because my arak connection shut down because they were afraid of getting busted by the cops. I mean they were bootleggers. They also sell these vodka mixed soft drink things in the store too, their not bad, but I feel like such a pansy ass party boy drinking one of those. They don't really do much either. I just want scotch. I don't miss toilet paper, I don't care that I routinely battle ants from taking over my kitchen, I don't mind that sometimes I sound like a fool when I answer questions with answers that don't even make sense because I had no idea what people just said, it doesn't bother me that there is no soap in the bathrooms in the building where I work, I don' t mind that Indonesians are so vague and ambiguous that sometimes I'm not even sure when I'm supposed to meet someone cause they don't to ever say when they want to meet even when I ask them "When do you want to meet?" - "In the afternoon" - "What time?" - "How about after I finish my class." - "When is that?" - "It starts at 11" - "When is it over?" - "Sometimes it runs late." - "So what time do you want to meet then?!" - "When ever is better for you." ----> none of this bothers me, I just would like some scotch.
So I go to a hotel once in a while, 3-7pm is happy hour at the Yogya Plaza, and have a couple of drinks. I just usually feel bad because I spent about as much as I will spend on dinner for the rest of the week.