Liar McLiarson
Okay, fine. So I'm not in Austria anymore. You're right. The jig is up. I hope you're happy JARON!
I'd also like to point out that now, months after returning home and months more after trying to figure out how to add pictures to this blog for my loved ones to see Austria, I see right now that there is an incredibly simple, easy to use button at the top of this page that says "add picture" and, yes, is in fact a very small picture. I am a complete idiot.
Recent occurances you've probably missed since we no longer are next door neighbors and best friends (that's for my Ameri-Austrian peeps out there):
I got glasses four weeks ago, and can once again read. The other night I stuck in an episode of Northern Exposure, which is still the best show to ever grace CNABC hands down, and got these sudden inexplicable waves of nostalgia. After taking off my glasses for a second I realized that it was because I was seeing the blurry faces of my favorite Alaskan deep-thinkers and well-meaners clearly for the first time since I first watched the show with my family when I was eight. Thanks DVD!
Also I've officially popped one of the lenses out of my very new Burberry (they came with a fancy case that looks like those fancy scarves, so there's no hiding it) glasses when I went to take them off my head the other day, and had to scour my parking lot like a blindman looking for his shoelace trying to find it. Ah how that harkens back to sixth grade when I knowingly wore a found pair of glasses with only one lense, insisting they were real. I've also lost them for several days on campus already, to the point where I had to write a fairly embarassing testimonial on the white board of one of my classrooms with my full name and an artist's rendering of my beloved glasses.
Also: today while crossing a busy street in front of one of the buildings on campus I fell off the curb and splayed face first into the intersection in front of a car and roughly fifty people waiting for the bus. Then I had to cross that street and another one to get to my building, and before I could walk in the door somebody stopped me to ask if I was okay after my "nasty tumble".
Now I ask you, how couldn't they give me a Fulbright?
Now that I can add pictures, I wish Brent's fancy digital camera (that doesn't even use film !!! ) hadn't stopped working, so I could show everybody my glasses.
Try to control the excitement.
I'd also like to point out that now, months after returning home and months more after trying to figure out how to add pictures to this blog for my loved ones to see Austria, I see right now that there is an incredibly simple, easy to use button at the top of this page that says "add picture" and, yes, is in fact a very small picture. I am a complete idiot.
Recent occurances you've probably missed since we no longer are next door neighbors and best friends (that's for my Ameri-Austrian peeps out there):
I got glasses four weeks ago, and can once again read. The other night I stuck in an episode of Northern Exposure, which is still the best show to ever grace CNABC hands down, and got these sudden inexplicable waves of nostalgia. After taking off my glasses for a second I realized that it was because I was seeing the blurry faces of my favorite Alaskan deep-thinkers and well-meaners clearly for the first time since I first watched the show with my family when I was eight. Thanks DVD!
Also I've officially popped one of the lenses out of my very new Burberry (they came with a fancy case that looks like those fancy scarves, so there's no hiding it) glasses when I went to take them off my head the other day, and had to scour my parking lot like a blindman looking for his shoelace trying to find it. Ah how that harkens back to sixth grade when I knowingly wore a found pair of glasses with only one lense, insisting they were real. I've also lost them for several days on campus already, to the point where I had to write a fairly embarassing testimonial on the white board of one of my classrooms with my full name and an artist's rendering of my beloved glasses.
Also: today while crossing a busy street in front of one of the buildings on campus I fell off the curb and splayed face first into the intersection in front of a car and roughly fifty people waiting for the bus. Then I had to cross that street and another one to get to my building, and before I could walk in the door somebody stopped me to ask if I was okay after my "nasty tumble".
Now I ask you, how couldn't they give me a Fulbright?
Now that I can add pictures, I wish Brent's fancy digital camera (that doesn't even use film !!! ) hadn't stopped working, so I could show everybody my glasses.
Try to control the excitement.
posted by Jenna @ 1:45 AM
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