The weather has improved so for the moment I can't really complain. Also, I've heard there is a terrible forrest fire in Colorado reminding me to be very grateful for rain. Hopefully Colorado will get some rain soon. If I could send it there I would. It's been a quiet week here for me, but at least the sun has come out and I have enjoyed the feeling of a warm summer night. Have you ever noticed that everything smells different? More pungent maybe. It isn't necessary a good smell, especially if it's city aromas and not flowers, but I kind of like it which is a bit weird, I know.
Another thing I like about living in a European country is the laid back life style(unless you live in Germany or Switzerland, so I am told). Admittedly sometimes it's really frustrating when people or trains or buses run late but in the summer, like last Friday when I met a few friends for tapas and wine on a casual night that lasted for hours, it was quite lovely.
I had an audition on Saturday but it didn't pan out so let's not talk about that! In other news I will be writing for this art blog so that's exciting. I will let you know when I've actually written something. Stay tuned!
Remember when I said that I had donated to Obama's campaign? Well, of course, I'm glad I did but now I am on the campaigns mailing list and the emails I have been getting are causing serious anxiety. Romney is going to outspend him 10-1? That is disgusting. More importantly un-democratic. So if you have spare change give it to Obama and if you don't have any cash then volunteer some time for his campaign or at least spread the word. In the very least vote. Just not for Romney. OK thanks. Then maybe I won't be so anxious. Also, did you know that the Salvation Army stated that gay people should die? They will never be getting my money again. Too bad.
I am still running! I am five weeks in and coming down the home stretch. Friday is the big day I have to run for twenty minutes without stopping. Eeek! I hope I can make it, I think I can! I have noticed a lot of people running it seems to be the latest trend. Sometimes I get annoyed when big athletic men run passed me, but somehow screaming, "Oh yeah well you couldn't do this on your period!" is not good sportsmanship or classy. I like to keep it classy. Especially since I noticed a sign the other day that says the park has been in existence for 250 years. Another cool thing about Europe: shit is old. Who else can run in a 250-year-old park?
Friday I am going down to the home-place (an Irish colloquialism I've learned) with the Irishman. The town is having a festival and as his father is the Lord Mayor of the town (I know, right? Posh) there is sort of an obligation to go. I am excited, hopefully the weather will be nice!
Alright, I think that's a wrap. There is some apple-crumble ice cream that is calling my name...
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