Thursday, November 13, 2008

Apparently People Read My Blog

Yesterday several people told me that I had been slacking on my blogging. Obviously I already knew this, but I wasn't aware that people had been following my blog closely enough to realize that I was slacking. And really, a lot has been happening, so its all the more stupid that I haven't been writing.
A couple weeks ago, I had a two week fall break. The first few days I stayed home studying for the GRE subject test and waiting to get paid. This was a huge pain in the ass and so I won't go into it, but, I have been paid now, and let me tell you...I have...a minimal amount of money. After this initial few days, I went to Prague with two of my colleagues for a long weekend. I had been to Prague before, so I had already done most of the requisite sightseeing, but it is a sick city nonetheless. We partied and met some semi-cool people in an expat-heavy bar near the hostel. I met a BC grad who, after being a dick initially, was quite helpful in directing me to a bar that provided something I had been looking very hard for (yuh/air guitar).
After a pleasant few days in Prague I headed south to Austria. Czech trains kind of suck in comparison with their German counterparts, so after an unpleasant ride, I arrived in Linz. My phone decided to stop working pretty early on in the trip, so I was unable to inform my host, another colleague, one Robert DePersia. Due to his resourcefullness, he was able to anticipate my arrival and meet me at the Hauptbahnhof. Linz is a nice city, small, but still large and commercial enough to find things to do with one's time. Also, Hitler was born there, so...there's that. I went to Rob's school for a day, and am now very jealous. His students are intelligent, hard working, and willing to participate in class. My students are essentially the opposite. I suppose ultimately I'll be a better teacher for it, though I have no intention of continuing to teach English as a foreign language after this year.
We then went to Vienna for the weekend. I would have enjoyed it a lot more, had I not gotten blackout drunk at a lame Halloween party on Friday night. We went to a fin-de-sicle art museum on Saturday, which was cool, but again, my impaired state detracted from my appreciation of it. After nearly losing my phone, I managed to get myself together, and arrive at the train station in time for my arduous journey back to Zwonitz. I met some American hipsters on the train between Vienna and Prague. It was interesting because I could tell they wanted to be cooler than me, but they had never been to Europe before, whereas I have been here many times, and live here now. Indie points; me=100, those tools=1.
Back in Zwonitz, I had only 6 days to prepare for the GRE subject test. Not nearly enough time to make up for a mediocre high school education in which I gave no effort, or a college curriculum focused on insignificant authors like, say, Joyce, Faulkner, Dostoevsky, and Nabokov. Also, Katy's flight into town arrived the same day as my test, so I needed to transfer my hovel into a semi-legitimate place for a semi-legitimate person to live. These things done, I set out for Berlin with a hardcore German punk-rocker found via the internet. He was a chill dude, and I got to Berlin in 3 hours for a mere 15 euro. My hostel was kind of shitty, but only 11 euro. I walked in on my Chilean roommate looking at pornography. This was going to be a weird night. I rose at 6 the following morning in order to do some last minute studying and get to the testing center on time. The test itself sucked, hard. It seemed to focus on translating Old English way more than the practice tests I had taken. And, the only Old English translating I'm familiar with involves turning malt liquor into urine (air guitar). But, after the test, I headed back to Sachsen and met Katy in Leipzig. After a shitty couple hours in the Chemnitz train station (though it involved Burger King), we got back to Zwonitz. So this week we've been unpacking and reorganizing, and now we're pretty settled and bored.
Well, that about sums up the last couple weeks. Perhaps I could have sensationalized things, or shared more outrageous stories, but there actually weren't too many. I apologize for my tardiness in posting, I promise to do better in the future. My blog will also feature guest appearances from Katy from now on. So look forward to an introductory post, very soon. A one Nick Bradley has expressed concern that this will drastically reduce the broishness of this blog, but I could never hope to compete with the bro-levels radiating from a competing blog, "Brodeos and T Parties," authored by the epic one-two punch of Bleh and Stew. So turn here when you feel the urge to expand your intellectual horizons.

2 comments:

Unknown said...

"And, the only Old English translating I'm familiar with involves turning malt liquor into urine (air guitar)."

No fucking way you came up with this line, the only ones ive seen this good... GO UP MY NOSE!!!11LOL!! WALL$$$TREET!!11&& (see what i did there?) miss ya bro hi katy

Robert DePersia said...

noble- 1000 points