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[09 Aug 2012|03:08am]
I’ve been in Germany for a week and a half now. What am I doing in Germany? I’m doing everything fucking wrong and half-ass backwards; that’s what I’m fucking doing. Which is better than just saying I really have not a clue as to what I’m doing, but it’s probably not the right thing. Whoever gave me free will is a fucking moron. Asdfjkl; I am having an extended birthday for Dez. Since he took me skydiving earlier this year for mine, I figured the only correct thing to do was top that for his birthday. So here we are, a month of trying to cram more German in my head than the two phrases I knew and immense amounts of planning later. I had an itinerary for the first week and we’ve just been winging it since then. I got to meet a few of Dez’s relatives and they are definitely different from the ones he’s got back in Ohio and different from his brother. I had thought they would be similar for some reason. His uncle’s even a short blond and I have no idea how that happened when the rest of the family is taller and naturally dark haired. Kind of amusing. I met everyone once and then bowed out of all future family gatherings. They are the type who likes to hug you and I’m…not. By any means. They were hospitable though and didn’t make me feel as touristy as I thought they would. Surprisingly, I like it here, enough to where I’d agree to do a shoot over here some time. If I could bring Dez to run translation because something tells me I’ve botched quite a few words. Other than family visits, museums, touristy type deals, and hitting a few bars, we’re just....doing what other best friends do. Whatever the fuck that is anymore. Dez is FINALLY out of the shower, which means we’re headed out again soon. Just like usual, there’s nothing interesting to share. Because none of this is interesting, it’s more…a giant ball of what the fuck we’ve rolled ourselves into and neither of us knows where we’re going.

Anything interesting happening in the States while I’m gone? Rioting? A new serial killer, perhaps? A new disease that results in a slow, painful death?
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