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The other evening, I had a quite delightful conversation with my dear mother, in which she made the irritating mistake of broaching politics. "Who are you going to vote for?"
. . .
"WHAT! EVEN THOUGH HE'S ISLAMIC!" were her words. I wanted to beat the bitch silly.
I spent the weekend tending to poor René. He's been quite sick.
Last night, I went with my roomates to an ERASMUS get-together. We got thoroughly intoxicated and I got chatty. Among other human beings, I met an alternative-looking French girl named Luce who's supposed to start being my French conversation partner. I'm thrilled.
Kirstine, my British roomate, found a cute fuck buddy.
Tomorrow, René's coming and we're going to have a mystery dinner. Mystery to me anyway. I don't know what he's got planned.
Saturday night is René's birthday party and I still haven't got the faintest idea what to give him as a gift.
Friday, I was supposed to go with an Irish friend to Oktoberfest, but that has been superceded by an enormous translation job (six thousand words). Plus, I can't really afford it anyway.
The following weekend, Anna is planning to come up from Spain with a couple girlfriends and we're going to go to Stuttgart's slightly smaller version of Oktoberfest
. . .
"WHAT! EVEN THOUGH HE'S ISLAMIC!" were her words. I wanted to beat the bitch silly.
I spent the weekend tending to poor René. He's been quite sick.
Last night, I went with my roomates to an ERASMUS get-together. We got thoroughly intoxicated and I got chatty. Among other human beings, I met an alternative-looking French girl named Luce who's supposed to start being my French conversation partner. I'm thrilled.
Kirstine, my British roomate, found a cute fuck buddy.
Tomorrow, René's coming and we're going to have a mystery dinner. Mystery to me anyway. I don't know what he's got planned.
Saturday night is René's birthday party and I still haven't got the faintest idea what to give him as a gift.
Friday, I was supposed to go with an Irish friend to Oktoberfest, but that has been superceded by an enormous translation job (six thousand words). Plus, I can't really afford it anyway.
The following weekend, Anna is planning to come up from Spain with a couple girlfriends and we're going to go to Stuttgart's slightly smaller version of Oktoberfest