My mom is snoring gently in my bed right now as I clack away on the keyboard. I've barely had time to sit down since I got back - after two solid weeks of visiting friends back in the states, I got back here only to be dragged off by my housemate Adam on both Friday and Saturday night. Not that I was really complaining, mind you, except for the occasional laughing whimper of "I have to get up in the morning and do stuff, man!"
Yeah. Morning. That was a nice thought. It worked out OK, though, and it was totally worth the sleep deprivation. First of all, I have both my cameras here with me. Finally. Both my point and shoot, which has been broken for so long, and my big SLR, which I haven't taken out just yet. The point and shoot came with me this weekend, so I can finally let you see what my life looks like here...
I wasn't just out drinking, this weekend. I was actually practicing my German. For real. I managed to have a relatively long, if not very deep, conversation in German with a very nice punk kid that Adam introduced me to. It's hard to find people who are willing to deal with my bad German - their English is almost always so much better that they just don't have the patience for it. But this guy did. He's totally fluent in English, but didn't speak a word of it to me all night. I really appreciated it.
This is Jan (the random guy) on the left, and Adam making his "gangsta" face on the right.
For more red-lit images from that night, check me out on http://www.flickr.com/photos/kristal_images.
Shortly after that, I found myself following my fearless roommate under the fence of an abandoned, graffiti-covered complex. At about 6:30 am. With camera in hand. One of my better photos from that morning is here...
This photo exploration quickly devolved in to Adam making out with his new Tiki boybriend. I'm not asking what that plastic tubing is for.
Finally, back at the house, Adam reaches the point of total collapse. Although, in his defense, he's just pretending to be passed out. I know this because, moments later I found myself giggling hysterically. "Shhh... shhh... don't laugh," he said, "you're wasting energy. You should be focusing all that energy on preventing a hangover tomorrow!"
Yeah. Morning. That was a nice thought. It worked out OK, though, and it was totally worth the sleep deprivation. First of all, I have both my cameras here with me. Finally. Both my point and shoot, which has been broken for so long, and my big SLR, which I haven't taken out just yet. The point and shoot came with me this weekend, so I can finally let you see what my life looks like here...
I wasn't just out drinking, this weekend. I was actually practicing my German. For real. I managed to have a relatively long, if not very deep, conversation in German with a very nice punk kid that Adam introduced me to. It's hard to find people who are willing to deal with my bad German - their English is almost always so much better that they just don't have the patience for it. But this guy did. He's totally fluent in English, but didn't speak a word of it to me all night. I really appreciated it.
This is Jan (the random guy) on the left, and Adam making his "gangsta" face on the right.
For more red-lit images from that night, check me out on http://www.flickr.com/photos/kristal_images.Shortly after that, I found myself following my fearless roommate under the fence of an abandoned, graffiti-covered complex. At about 6:30 am. With camera in hand. One of my better photos from that morning is here...
This photo exploration quickly devolved in to Adam making out with his new Tiki boybriend. I'm not asking what that plastic tubing is for.
Finally, back at the house, Adam reaches the point of total collapse. Although, in his defense, he's just pretending to be passed out. I know this because, moments later I found myself giggling hysterically. "Shhh... shhh... don't laugh," he said, "you're wasting energy. You should be focusing all that energy on preventing a hangover tomorrow!"
posted by Kristal at 3:55 PM
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