i really need to stop listening to wu-tang

this is the 3rd time i've went to get sushi this week.


afro samurai resurection started as well.

STOKED!

radical dihydroxylation, bra!

Finally got my scholarship money in the mail (I love the smell of free green in my pocket), which means I'm buying good beer tonight!! Hell I may even order some ingredients to make to make some. It's been entirely too long since the last time I brewed. I honestly think the most satisfying moment of my life was the first time I got drunk off a homebrew and thought to myself "God damn...Jarrod, you did that." Given, it was actually the yeast eating the sugar, but I put them in a little happy environment and that encouraged and allowed them to get their fermentation on (I digress.).

The intention of this post was suppose to be about how stoked/not stoked I am about being back in the states. I really do miss Germany...not just because it's "Europe and everyone wants to go there"..I just really enjoyed the people and culture. I liked that the waitresses I encountered had free health care and we're paid a decent wadge on top of that and didn't rely entirely on tips. Or maybe it was more that I rided myself of all responsibility while I was there.

This semester has already proven itself to be a mother fucker.
At least my new jobs rule...I'm getting paid right now to type this and listen to my wu-tang pandora radio channel right now.

the boys are back in town

Back in the states.

I had an eighteen hour lay-over in London and consequently one of the most uncomfortable three hours of sleep I have ever experienced.




It's weird being home...I went a month without working or having any sort of responsibility..
now I'm here and quickly forced to adjust.

BUT NIP/TUCK IS BACK ON!!

what place does this time close?

Tonight I went round for round with some Russian guy....drinking a Ukraine beer that came in a 2 liter plastic bottle. He had home-field advantage.

The results:



...this seems to be a drunken habit (see previous post).

new years extrava-fucking-ganza

this was probably the most interesting new years in a long time...i spent the night at a microbrewery here in kiel in between a italian couple and a german family.

no new years kiss. no company at my side.

but there was free beer brewed freshly downstairs.
and free german food.
which means a hell of a good time:

the night ended with me walking home at 4 a.m.
busting my knee trying to climb some big ass statue
and soon after drawing dicks and balls in the snow that sat on the windows of people's cars.

yeah...i'm damn near 25 and still find drawing dicks and balls on windshields amusing.
awesome.

this conversation is beginning, starting right now

i've had this damn thing for nearly half a year now, and still haven't used it. however, i have been captured by the new year's spirit of fresh beginnings and the belief that somehow this one second holiday serves as an auxiliary of hope in the ability of people to change their behavior because of a passed year. that being said, i made the executive decision to tap in to this reservoir for the time being and make a post.

where i would like to see myself on 31.12.09:

continuing my straight a streak in school
living in a new city
resuming my vegeterian diet
getting started on my book
in a relationship
homebrewing more
but cutting back on my drinking
starting my research
exercising more
reading at least one new book a month

...i think that's good for now.


i have a shit ton of pictures from my trip to germany. i'll try to post them soon.
this will have to do until then: