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My neighbor has some friends over and one of them left their bike in the hallway. It's got a squeaky toy for a bell; I have to make a conscious effort not to squeeze it when I walk past (had to do some laundry in the basement). He, and someone outside just did. :)
Zumba nearly killed me today. Not even doing it under the Caribbean sun was this exhausting - I guess we had at least some wind, then. We were only three people out of the normal twelve.
I'm glad that my apartment is on the ground floor, and that my office is in a newer building that has a/c. We're supposed to get well over 35° Celcius over the weekend. I'm a bit worried about Errol, he's right in front of the balcony doors. But if I leave the blinds down, he should be fine. And I love that I can wear pretty things in summer. My friends and family claim that I always show the most cleavage, I don't know where they're getting that idea. I'm just showing what I've got.
Last weekend my sister, her boyfriend and me went to see Sportfreunde Stiller at a festival. It used to be a free festival (albeit with less known bands), nowadays it costs 5 Euros per day. Through some clever - and complicated - process we also got the cheapest train ticket possible, so I paid less than 10 Euros for the whole thing. It was great, I enjoyed it a lot. Up until the point when the band decided that what the crowd was lacking was a few mosh pits. I groaned, my sister wondered aloud what a mosh pit even was. Seriously, she goes to more festivals than I do, she should know. When the guy I'd had kind of been hiding behind suddenly jumped in as well, I got a tiny bit scared, but we made it through in one piece.
Zumba nearly killed me today. Not even doing it under the Caribbean sun was this exhausting - I guess we had at least some wind, then. We were only three people out of the normal twelve.
I'm glad that my apartment is on the ground floor, and that my office is in a newer building that has a/c. We're supposed to get well over 35° Celcius over the weekend. I'm a bit worried about Errol, he's right in front of the balcony doors. But if I leave the blinds down, he should be fine. And I love that I can wear pretty things in summer. My friends and family claim that I always show the most cleavage, I don't know where they're getting that idea. I'm just showing what I've got.
Last weekend my sister, her boyfriend and me went to see Sportfreunde Stiller at a festival. It used to be a free festival (albeit with less known bands), nowadays it costs 5 Euros per day. Through some clever - and complicated - process we also got the cheapest train ticket possible, so I paid less than 10 Euros for the whole thing. It was great, I enjoyed it a lot. Up until the point when the band decided that what the crowd was lacking was a few mosh pits. I groaned, my sister wondered aloud what a mosh pit even was. Seriously, she goes to more festivals than I do, she should know. When the guy I'd had kind of been hiding behind suddenly jumped in as well, I got a tiny bit scared, but we made it through in one piece.