WTF should I do with my life?

When Yer Twenty 2

Mmmmmh. My birthday party is tonight. And I've already had two cancellations. I mean, out of 36 that's not that bad. But it's hard getting psyched. I ate chinese and feel huge and lazy. And I have to put on that hoochie dress that I bought yesterday. This is going to be bad. At least there's an entire canister of Redheaded Slut waiting to be consumed by me. 1.5 bottles Jaegermeister. 1 liter Peach Schnapps. And other liquor that I can't really remember right now....ok. So even if no one shows up, I think I'll be fine.

"Stuck in a perpetual motion. We're fighting against the machine."

Everybody needs to listen to the Flaming Lips.

Eis am Stil

After years of envying people who have cable while staying in Austria for the summer, I have finally seen it: Eis am Stil. And it's fucking amazing. I want a poster. A Eis am Stiel poster!

In other news, I'm moving forward when it comes to planning life after my BA. I've kind of tired out of studying for the GRE constantly. And am tired of constantly thinking of grad school. Maybe I'll volunteer at a farm in Sweden and like it enough to stay. Maybe I'll find a job as a secretary. Found one in Frankfurt.

Wow. Could my life get any more boring? All I can think about is the future. There is absolutely nothing going on in my life right now. The most exciting part of my week was finding Eis am Stiel on netflix.

Electric Lina Land

Me Summer 2008 partying in the Flexxx bathrooms

I am obsessed. Obsessed with getting out of here. I can't get Sweden out of my head. I want to woof (http://www.wwoof.org/) there so badly. Disappear into the Nordic woods and just watch a cow chew cud. But her I am. NOT studying for Macroeconomics, the night before my 22nd birthday. I'd rather be looking at Urban Outfitters clothes, or doing laundry. Or going to the Fair with Kiel! I just want to pet the goats!
But yes, the point of this post is I'm 22 and I've been doing what people have been telling me to do for a while now. It's time I follow my goddamn dreams. And dream number one is woof in Sweden.The land of Alexander Skarsgards and Swedish fish. Supposedly the people are super nice and the sense of humor is goofy. Mayhaps I'll fit in?
Who knows, who knows.
So this will be a blog of my successes and my failures in trying to achieve what I want to do with my life. Somehow I'll have to balance my want for financial stability and a yuppyhipster life with my need to be with nature. Woofing will be my step towards nature. Well, and I guess grad school will be my step towards a yuppie hipster life in Europe....