sooooo i am effectively over the whole gayness of my last blog post (i dont mean to offend any homosexuals by using the word "gayness" in a derogatory way).

but anyway. we went to vyborg on sunday. aka yesterday and it was interesting. the tour guide was hilarious. loved him. totally inappropriate too. we climbed a bunch of stairs. and i prayed to god i wouldn't fall down any of them---success! it was very snowy/melty there and cold. those are my impressions. i think i was half asleep the entire time. i noticed it looked a whole lot more scandinavian though. those were the pretty parts. the russian/soviet buildings were same old falling down pieces of architectural brilliance (note the sarcasm). what else did we do. i ate a bag of m&ms on the bus. listened to music with eunice. fell asleep on the way back and im pretty sure i was snoring. but i couldnt exactly tell because my ipod was blasting. so it was either the music or my potential snoring that kept waking me up.

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yep everything else is just a blur of grey and melting. oh except there was a mini tank. people climbed up on top of it. photo-moment. i didnt take a picture. hot damn. missed out.

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so today i went to my internship, contemplated life on my walk to the metro in the gray warmishness of a st. petersburg thaw, and decided i need to get my shit together. i translated some sociological journals and then found myself on the metro back to primorskaya. still gray, not so warmish.

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started working on vertkin's paper, realized how bad my english is now and my complete lack of correct grammatical usage. im an epic fail at my native language. i blame russia. damn you people and your completely different grammar structures. maybe by the time i go home my english and my russian will be on the same level. and not in a good way.

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what else? im freaking tired. and i have a new addiction--some tvorog-like hybrid of a cottage double (the thingy with cottage cheese and jam in the same package. say goodbye instant breakfast kasha and hello cottage cheese tvorog jam things.

i had a pretty awesome convo via fbchat today with colin, my long lost high school friend. it was almost as amusing as those bus ride conversations we shared back in junior year. wow. except it was a little more existential and future inspiring. i cant believe i havent actually seen him in like 3 years. i had an oh shit moment that blew my mind. ive talked to him, and we've had legit conversations but i havent actually seen him or made personal face to face contact in almost 3 years. oh how the world has changed. it made me really understand bryan's point about how weird/surreal communications technologies make relationships. вот это да!

well im spacing and my eyes are about to close in on my head.

til next time

<3 d