The lack of which seems to leave me with no crutch and a handicap. We have different styles that we like more than others, and even some people who say that they just don’t listen to music. I’m not one of those second people, for when I don’t listen, don’t play, don’t strive to make some of my own… holy hell the effects of which seem to be that I recognize when after the fact and I do make myself available to it, my mood elevates in such a way that I repeatedly kick myself for having let, forementioned-self, go so long without giving the time to put that soundtrack over my life, or let myself take those minutes, hours, whatever, to be part of it, let it wash over me, let my emotions spin and hit within the banks of whatever it is I do find to listen to.

So the past few hours have been helped along by the wonderful songs of The Beatles and the adaptation of Across the Universe, to those I introduce things to, if you haven’t partaken of this wonderful bit of Beatles love and you have any, any at all like of the Fab Four, or even one of their songs happens to get stuck in your head now and again, do yourself a favor and rent or borrow this movie. Have yourself the ability to listen to it at volume, as it is a musical and there is both singing and music.

Oh yea, Beatles Rock Band, if there are those of you who are just feeling really really generous, we would very much like to have a copy when it comes out. In fact the plan was to come back to the states and pick up a copy along with both bonus guitars when we came back in October. Well right now it doesn’t look as if that is going to be happening, as we’re having trouble getting back in October. Oh, side note, I sorta miss the apartment complex I lived in in college, music at 3 am, and you know what we did? Turned our own music up a little bit more in our room so we couldn’t hear it, no bitching, no letters, no whining. Well maybe we’d invite our neighbors over if we were having a party, or the like. Quiet is nice out in the woods right? Nope, that’s when the fucking bears show up and maul your ass. Noise unless you’re trying to run across bears…

Hell might be why music is so comforting to me, bears. Polar Bears. They have them here you know, not in the building as far as I know, but in the city… make noise, for your own sake. For mine.

I’m a heavy sleeper, I can sleep with damn near anything going on, in fact, I need noise, at least a fan for me to really get to sleep easy. Music works too, but that usually messes with other folks, as per the paragraph above the one above this one.

Okay just watched the Beatles Rock Band opening… and wow, geekgasm. I have to compose myself, give me a moment.

(Two minutes pass)

Okay, better now.
But that’s really it as for as right now.

K.

In order to get a Visa here in Germany you need health insurance that covers very specific criteria. After looking around, I found a company that provided. Took a copy of my coverage to the powers that be and was told that I needed a German translation. Okay, I wrote to my insurance company, they were nice enough to send a letter they use for Visa applicants here in Germany. Took said document back to those who requested, although I don’t think the person who requested, as you’ll find out soon, and was told that it “didn’t count,” I needed an insurance company with a German address.

So…

One more little hoop to jump through, although we have our letter that does not mention needed a German based company in the means of request, perhaps something will come of that. We’ve sent all that paper work (their letter and our letter, so two letters full of letters, very fractal when you think of it like that, but not really because it breaks down after a single iteration) through the fax, and now we’re going to see what comes of it; the showing of “here” and hoping it doesn’t just piss them off further.

‘Chelle’s idea, which has huge legs in my opinion, is that they are giving me a hard time because I don’t speak German myself. Which although is something I’m trying to do, do not yet have a good grasp upon. There is a backlash against immigration here, they feel they are losing a national identity as more forgien nationals come to live in the country. In short, they see me as a threat to German Culture.

So, me, my British Insurance Company, my Cuban Shirt, my Indian Coffee, and my Made in China Macbook, are going to have another cup and watch an American Movie. Ciao!

So yea that was Friday last. It’s gotten better since then. Over the weekend we put in three window boxes of Heather and Herbs (for the kitchen), played in the dirt in the living room. But it was Tuesday that proved the biggest day of the week. For it was on that morning that not only our dryer was repaired, turns out the moisture sensor was kaput; our shipment arrived! Before we left we packed up ‘Chelle’s leather chair, our small table, a good deal of clothing, books, and kitchen gear. Also packed a box of our boardgames, necessities after all. There were a number of boxes that were damaged, both the shipping and some of the ones inside, it looked as if they taped together our stuff then pushed it over on to it’s side. So I carried up the boxes and furniture with help from the girls then spent the next few hours having what we called Christmas in Julaugust and “Presents from our Former Selves,” not remembering just exactly what we had sent.

Wednesday saw us getting the last of our ordered bookshelves, yesterday found us getting some new coffee and the girls made a set of Johanasberry scones, some left for having with said new coffee this morning. Now somewhere in there also got the unlock code for my cell, so starting today I’ll be carrying it with me, so that means there will be pictures in the future! or would that be of the future as I’m currenly speaking.

Anyway that’s really all, even if it isn’t about all I can conjure up pre-coffee, so I will see you all soon.

By-ee.

K.