Housekeeping

[arielarena]

Had sudden urge to clean up LJ tags when I should probably be sleeping (it's 4:30 AM here). Tomorrow I ought to begin packing but I may just go for a walk instead. Having the entire apartment to myself might be kind of liberating but it's also strangely disconcerting. Not that I haven't been home alone before, I do it all the time...I'm just used to having roommates. Bright side, if I were so inclined, I could totally walk around the place nekkid. Sadly, I'm no exhibitionist. I'll settle for playing my music loudly and singing along without the fear that I'll be overheard. Except by the neighbors because these walls are quite thin. Let's not dwell on that tiny detail.

Oh, I didn't exactly mention the whole "I'm back in Milan" thing. The family arrives on the 25th and I've had a long talk with Dad about how he thinks Italy is crazy expensive (it is) and how he needs to still watch his weight while on vacation (hopefully not to the point where he makes me feel like a fatty for enjoying my goddamned pasta). I wonder what it's like living with him now that he's on this health kick. While I want him to be healthy, he'd better still be slightly squishy because I don't know if I can cope with a non-squishy dad. It would be like calling a muffin a cupcake when it is clearly a muffin (and vice-versa. Dear Scotland, When I ask for a cupcake, do not reply "a muffin?" because that just confuses my poor US born brain. Love, Adri). I don't care if that analogy doesn't make sense to you, it's almost 5 AM here so I don't have to make sense.

Currently unsure of what to do with myself. For the next few days I have absolutely no commitments. No school, no traveling, nada. I know that I should begin the whole packing/cleaning thing but that isn't something I plan to do all day-every day. Hoping to see some friends. Other than that...who knows? It's kind of liberating. Maybe I should go to the park, slowly burn because despite sunscreen I burn easily, like an Irishman.

And now it's time for...
RANDOM OBSERVATION I MADE WHILST TRAVELING:
Germany had the least smelly inhabitants. Paris stank like no other (the metro was hell) and Milan is somewhere between the two. I mean, Berlin is built on a freakin' swamp so obviously the city has its own scent but its people were pretty good when it came to actually using deodorant. Paris and Milan...not so much.

Comments

[ohniki.livejournal.com]

How does New York scale?

Comedy option: and New Jersey?

[superri.livejournal.com]

New York is definitely not as bad as Milan or Paris. Jersey...well, I haven't been on the public transit in Jersey to really judge but Newark is just awful in general. :-)

[superri.livejournal.com]

P.S. There were times when I thought of that rap with the "buy some speedstick/ it's not expensive!" line and then of you 'cause you showed it to me. Miss you!

[muses-circle.livejournal.com]

That was something I noticed about Germans in general: very well groomed and not smelly at all! I spent two months in Paris, and it took a few weeks before I couldn't smell the stench of B.O. everywhere. Ick.

And enjoy your pasta, girl. Don't let your dad tell you otherwise. Your body, your life. (btw, my dad told me I was fat once, and it took every ounce of self-control not to smack him across the face...)

[superri.livejournal.com]

Oh, I have plans to tell him if he mentions ANYTHING that implies I am not utterly perfect as is, I will make this trip miserable for him. He knows better than to do that anyway.

Jesus, I would have called my father a number of unflattering names before possibly smacking him and stomping away in a huff to go cry. What can I say, the media has fed us a steady diet of "you aren't good enough unless you look like this..." feeding pre-existing insecurities whilst creating more.

[jdcohen.livejournal.com]

Way to sell me on the family vacay, kid.

--Jeff

[superri.livejournal.com]

Shush, you're going to love it.

[queenfionnuala.livejournal.com]

Good to know that about Germany. I will keep it in mind for future travels.

And I laughed out loud at the muffin vs. cupcake comment, 'cause I was totally telling someone that about Scotland the other day. They are very confused individuals.

[superri.livejournal.com]

Haha! Where you there when I had my muffin/cupcake confusion? It was at that place called Chocolate Soup just off the Royal Mile in Edinburgh.

[superri.livejournal.com]

Yeah, there was definitely that underlying scent of piss. I made sure to stay near the doors when on the metro. :-D