EWW

Maroon 5 is quite possibly the worst band on the planet. UGH!

Joe's Apartment

I live the movie.

Girl Crush #143

Sweet hat + tie + red guitar= I want to marry and procreate with Leslie Feist.

Free show at Memorial Park (= Omaha impresses me, for the first time) last Saturday, and it was absolutely amazing.

Taco ride!

This is awesome. Note for next time: bring own cooler of beer, stereo system, bug spray, and sun block on a trailer. And a bike that can switch to a gear higher than the first one. Thank you to the stranger bike mechanic that helped us out.

Oves It

I'm just going to get over it. I wasn't going to update until I updated about my big trip through Eastern Europe. But then that was a task too-large to take on, especially since my journal entries are scattered and lack details (at best). Then I was going to just update on stuff after that, but the task became so daunting I finally gave up and now two months of my life (gasp) remains undocumented for those far away and looking for a tale or two. (Or I've spent the last two months watching precious Office episodes I've been missing overseas/at school and playing endless amounts of Rockband, and have been too lazy to update). Oves it.

Just wanted to say, www.couchsurfing.com is balls amazing and last night this guy stayed with me:http://walkamerica2008.blogspot.com/. He is way cooler than I am.

And I use a space heater at my desk. It is 90 degrees and 3000% humidity outside and I have a space heater running. A/C controller (wo)man in this building needs to get a god damned clue.

Heeyyy long time no update.  

I'm sitting at 12 Rue de Buci in Paris, France.  We ended our long trip on Friday with a 14 hour-long bus ride back from Berlin and I have spent the entire weekend sleeping, taking breaks only to eat.  I do not know how people manage to backpack for longer than a month.  I had plenty of adventures in sleeping in strangers' homes, clocking more train time than I probably have in my entire life so far, eating my way through countries, meeting nice people, meeting crazy mean drunks, and so on.  I did a shitty job of keeping my journal though so I'm trying to read notes and catch it up before I post any boring details and run-on sentences for the blog.  I'll post more once I've got all the time in the world, sitting in my mom's badly lighted basement being all unemployed.  Wooooo.  

Tomorrow I leave for Chicago, it's completely unreal.  

Oves it!

Just pack up your suitcase again and make a hasty exit, just like you did the last few times. Sad goodbyes are SO last year.

I'm on the road again- I'll try and update along the way until I finally make it home...ish.