I had a day off today so basically all I’ve done all day has been listening to The Cure putting on black nail polish with the curtains closed and watching Felicity. I think I’m going back in time. Someone please come at me with a baseball bat if I start considering dyeing my hair black.
Hanging out on the roof until the sun goes down drinking beer with your friends is what I wish I could do as my profession.
I’ve been working so much lately that I’m starting to forget about what normal eating and sleeping habits even are, however warm summer nights outside in good company make it all worth it. I’m in a city I love with people that feel like my family - having to listen to people whine about their problems nine hours a day at work isn’t really what I came here to do, but as long as it helps me stay in Berlin, I’m fine with it.
Lanterns on the Lake - I Love You, Sleepyhead
1st of May is one of the best times to be in Berlin.
I’m sure my boss will appreciate me showing up to work tomorrow morning smelling like five brands of cigarettes and fourteen brands of beer.
My boyfriend took me to the Natural History Museum and bought me temporary dinosaur tattoos, which of course in my eyes makes him the greatest boyfriend in the history of boyfriendom.
Not sure if he knew what he was getting himself into, though.
Since it’s Easter Monday aka the last public holiday day before returning back to the crushigly exhausting everyday reality I think it’s completely unreasonable to expect me to move even one inch from this spot I’ve been rotting on since I woke up.
Dear Berlin weather,
You’re doing it wrong. It’s almost April and snow is falling out of the sky at light speed. I didn’t escape Finland to welcome another nine months of winter yearly into my life. It’s just plain mean to have a week of sun and plus degrees and then watch it turn into evil depressing greyness once more. Please get your act together. Now.