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Hey everyone! I find it a little strange that my two posts on here since living in Prague are so different from each other, in tone, content, and length. One is about my melancholy and being away from Shrezzie and the other is about 70% alcoholic liqueur and seeing this really beautiful Czech guy one night. I must confess though that those two posts aren't the only writing I've been doing while here in Prague...i've also been keeping a handwritten journal, for two reasons... 1 being that most of it is my emotional escapes when trying to deal with my heart and Shrezzie and 2 that it is not practical for me to sit here at this slow computer long enough each day to write a post. I will try, however, to keep it updated just a little over the course of the next 4 weeks...say like a post a week. As much as I enjoy writing and keeping this blog, I mustn't deny that I hope to be able to ignore it for a little while when I return from my trip...that is, I hope to be pleasantly distracted by Shrezzie and other menial business matters when I get back in August. But mostly just the Shrezzie part...I actually dread the business matters because they deal with my future and as much as I love to think about my future, I dislike the work required to set things in motion, i.e. finding a mentor who is appropriate for my thesis.

So, back to the original point of this post....It's been 18 days since I arrived in Prague and today was midterm day for my European politics class. Eh, it was like blah...i don't know how to feel about it really because it's hard to judge(take seriously) how Conor will treat the course and, like usual, I didn't prepare for the exam...i just got too tired last night. This past weekend I exhausted myself with a trip to Amsterdam...unfortunately there was miscommunication and maria and jen were not there that weekend so chandler and I found a cheap hostel and just enjoyed the legal marijuana. I can't really describe the initial euphoria of walking into a coffee shop and ordering a joint from a menu! Naturally, of the fifty or so pictures I took in Amsterdam, about half depict chandler and I or us singularly smoking/rolling joints or the little pipe we bought at Karlovy Vary. The other half were all taken on our last morning there when I was stone-cold sober...literally...I froze my ass off because we didn't stay in a hostel on saturday night, nor were we able to go clubbing all night due to our daytime activities, so we tried to doze in the park. The sunrise/morning sky was beautiful in amsterdam and thats when I snapped off most of my 'scenic' pictures. All in all, i do miss the ability to walk into the coffeeshops whenever I want, but I'm glad that I'm back in Prague....I'm not a big enough pothead to enjoy FOUR days in a row of smoking every waking minute.

For the rest of this week, if the weather lightens up as it is supposed to, I hope to get off on my own in Prague and do some exploring, introspective as well as of the city. Conor and Ingrid actually went off a little while ago to try and buy us all tickets to thursdays showing of La Traviata, at my suggestion, and I'm actually looking forward to being gay and going to the Opera. I mean, come on...where in America can you go to a 500yr old theater and watch one of the world's most famous operas for 32 dollars? NO WHERE! We were also talking about going to a fancy smancy restaurant beforehand and having a light meal and champagne. How gay, lol. I've also decided to attempt to eat at every midrange to lowpriced restaurant that my guidebook suggests...its quite a daunting task but my gut is looking forward to it, just so long as I make an attempt to walk most places i need to go around town and promise myself to pick my running routine back up when I get home.

Anyways, I have other business to attend to while I'm using the computer so I'll leave it at this for now. Na schledanou!

posted by RPF @ 5:06 AM