I can cook!

There’s one guy in the AYF program that reminds me of Alex from Grey’s Anatomy.

I bought a bunch of random food things today: 5 different spices, sugar, onions, mushrooms, and milk. Then I made an omelet type thing when I got back with onions, mushrooms, and feta cheese. Manuel had left two eggs behind. It was good. Manuel left a lot of food behind. But one thing I still need to buy is mustard. I tasted the whole milk that he had left behind, and it tasted like cream. I can’t tell the difference between skim milk and 2%, but whole milk is definitely different. Judith, one of my current German instructors, thinks low-fat milk is nothing better than white water.

Later this afternoon, I went into town and bought myself a BahnCard. It cost €118. I also got my bank statement from the past few weeks. I have about €1900 in my German account.

In France, there were these little motorcycle things that had a high pitched whine. I hated them.

I have 2 days, 17 hours, 14 minutes, and 47 seconds of music on my iTunes, and I’ve officially listened to it all at least once in September.

So I talked with Kalli for over an hour on AIM this evening. It started off with a simple question and eventually turned into a philosophical debate (which was in English on my end and on German on his end). He kept giving himself points for good arguments made, and finally I said, “I do believe you have counted incorrectly.” He responded with (this is translated), “No, the food and the hospital are 1+1, and I even checked with my calculator, and it said that equals 2. Thank you, calculator.” I laughed a lot at that. And then he gave himself another point for using the calculator.

This evening I made myself dinner… from scratch… and it actually tasted good. I’m not going to lie, it was easy to do. Nothing more than boiling water, chopping, and sautéing. But, mmm, it was good. And next time it’ll be even better. I made a lot and I wish there was more.

It stormed tonight. There was lightning and thunder and rain and wind (typical…). I enjoyed it. I turned out my lights so I could watch it better.

Before I went to meet Ibrahim Thursday night, Joslyn gave me some self-defense tips. Ah, it was humorous. And the story was definitely fun to tell the next day.