OK, don´t have a lot of time left before my hour is up and the net cafe starts charging me for a second hour, but here´s something from an email I just sent a friend:
My favorite roommate moved out the other day, and Scott moved in, who I don´t really like and don´t feel particularly comfortable living with. (Scott is the lease holder.) Not that I think he´ll do anything, just that he´s WAY too much like Lou (my former and extremely grumpy and obsessive roommate of three years). Very dominant male vibes from that one. I can tell he´s naturally an asshole and has trained himself into some semblance of normalcy, but it pops out every so often. Fortunately I think he´s only in town for a month or so. But as it is I don´t feel particularly happy about being home most of the day, especially when Scott is brooding ominously in the living room, and I don´t like talking to him because he is a condescending asshole to women in general. Any time I ask him for help getting settled in town - since he´s lived here off and on for 5 years - the answer comes out more like a lecture on "the realities of living, little lady". Grrrrr!
Tonight I wanted to go out to a bar just to get out of the house, but going to a bar by myself sucks since I don´t actually speak German. I could go anyway, and I probably should, but I´m too damn shy and I feel bad for not speaking the language. I just keep thinking about how much we (as a society) look down on Mexicans back home for not knowing English, and cringe on both their behalf and my own. So I´m feeling a bit isolated at the moment. I know I´ll meet people, but these things take time.
That said, I´m still glad I´m here. I was just happier until Scott showed up. But he´ll leave soon, and it will be OK again.
OK, so inquiring minds want to know about Santa Clause here. He´s called, in general, Weinachtmann (Christmas man). Weinactmann comes down the chimney and leaves gifts. However, there´s also St. Kristofer, who is an actual saint who supposedly gave his red cape to a beggar one winter. I don´t think he actually gives out gifts. Then there´s Cinter Clause, (I don´t think that´s spelled right) who comes on Christmas Eve and gives a gift to the children "in person". Weinachtmann also comes from the North Pole. I´m still a bit confused, but that´s what I got out of my housemate Jörge this evening over dinner. I may have to do a bit more research.
Miss you all!
My favorite roommate moved out the other day, and Scott moved in, who I don´t really like and don´t feel particularly comfortable living with. (Scott is the lease holder.) Not that I think he´ll do anything, just that he´s WAY too much like Lou (my former and extremely grumpy and obsessive roommate of three years). Very dominant male vibes from that one. I can tell he´s naturally an asshole and has trained himself into some semblance of normalcy, but it pops out every so often. Fortunately I think he´s only in town for a month or so. But as it is I don´t feel particularly happy about being home most of the day, especially when Scott is brooding ominously in the living room, and I don´t like talking to him because he is a condescending asshole to women in general. Any time I ask him for help getting settled in town - since he´s lived here off and on for 5 years - the answer comes out more like a lecture on "the realities of living, little lady". Grrrrr!
Tonight I wanted to go out to a bar just to get out of the house, but going to a bar by myself sucks since I don´t actually speak German. I could go anyway, and I probably should, but I´m too damn shy and I feel bad for not speaking the language. I just keep thinking about how much we (as a society) look down on Mexicans back home for not knowing English, and cringe on both their behalf and my own. So I´m feeling a bit isolated at the moment. I know I´ll meet people, but these things take time.
That said, I´m still glad I´m here. I was just happier until Scott showed up. But he´ll leave soon, and it will be OK again.
OK, so inquiring minds want to know about Santa Clause here. He´s called, in general, Weinachtmann (Christmas man). Weinactmann comes down the chimney and leaves gifts. However, there´s also St. Kristofer, who is an actual saint who supposedly gave his red cape to a beggar one winter. I don´t think he actually gives out gifts. Then there´s Cinter Clause, (I don´t think that´s spelled right) who comes on Christmas Eve and gives a gift to the children "in person". Weinachtmann also comes from the North Pole. I´m still a bit confused, but that´s what I got out of my housemate Jörge this evening over dinner. I may have to do a bit more research.
Miss you all!
posted by Kristal at 1:28 PM
2 Comments:
Thanks for the update on Santa. Eve gets the concept this year and is demanding additional information. My attempts to explain Hannukah/Chanukah and Kwanzaa have not gone as well. As for the dominant male personality- the only one I ever had to deal with I alternately screamed at or ignored, neither of which approach is recommended by the way...totally ineffective. As Gus would say, just keep a PMI, sweetheart. PMI= Positive Mental Attitude. Love, C, G & E
Isn't the innate ability to commit typos during acroyms just abysmal. PMI. I ask you...(insert snort here)
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