Do dogs eat horses?

I'm reading my livejournal from 2005. I miss my everyday musings, so I'm going to attempt to keep up with this thing.. again.

Yesterday we went to this little village outside of Konstanz to see this canyon. Anna decided not to tell me how far or how long it would take us to reach said canyon. After an hour or so of hiking along a narrow, muddy path, a sign said "2.5 km" I wouldn't have minded so much if it wasn't 7 p.m. and 27 degrees out! Anyway, I agreed to trek on but only for another half an hour since I didn't want to get trapped in the forest after dark... that's when the german werewolves come out...

We came to a fork in the road. On one side there was a girl with a horse, on the other side, rabid dogs. Seriously, the ran from their masters toward the horse all barking with the hackles up. Anna stayed back because she thought the dogs were going to rip the horse apart then get all blood lust and go after us. We decided to avoid the dogs and go up the hill instead. After a few km's, a bees nest, and pond with lots of baby frogs, I decided we went in the wrong direction. We did make it to another canyon, which I thought was the original one, but Anna said there was supposed to be a beach and a kiosk.

Holding back my frustration, we turned around and went back home. We did find a nice free beach though.

Turn it off

ugh, I really need to stop watching so much T.V. on my computer. I'm losing my sense of reality! Take for instance, yesterday my nose started to bleed while Anna and I were on the way to the grocery store.

"I can't go in there like this, can you handle it on your own?" I asked her. She agreed and I walked back the apartment. By the time I was home, the nosebleed had almost stopped. Great, I thought, I can relax and maybe play some GTA until Anna comes home. No chance of that. As soon as I got rid of the clot, my nose started gushing blood. This never happens! I always get rid of the clot, but I guess I was a little too quick on the trigger.

I stood in the bathroom over the sink for about 10 minutes, trying to get the bleeding to calm down. It just kept gushing out, down my face, onto my shirt. Then, I recalled an episode of Six Feet Under that I watched a few weeks ago where the beginning death scene was a lady waiting in line to see a Dr. Phil like personality. Her nose started to bleed, so she stayed outside to wait for it to stop, but then it started gushing and gushing and then she died. Well, as soon as I remembered this I started to freak the fuck out. It didn't help that blood was pouring into the back of my throat and filling up my mouth. I grabbed the phone to call Anna and make her come back home, but she left her phone at home. When I heard her cell phone ring, my heart started pounding, and I started to hyperventilate. And still, the nosebleed had not let up. So, I called my mom.

Eli answered the phone. I tried to sound as calm as possible, but he knew something was wrong. So for the next 15 minutes, he and my mom talked me off a ledge and gave me several different tips on trying to stop this monster of a nosebleed.

By the time Anna had come home; the bathroom was speckled with blood, I had given up on toilet paper and was just using a face cloth, and the bleeding had finally slowed down. There was no brain hemorrhage, just an insane, stubborn nose bleed. Maybe it's time to get my nose cauterized again...

This is how I remember

I woke up last night because I couldn't breathe. It felt like someone was sitting on my chest. I walked around the apartment to try to loosen it up, but I ended up just falling asleep thinking I was going to die. Maybe it's the weather.

Yesterday it rained the hardest I've ever seen it rain--anywhere. I told Anna that if we got naked and walked outside with some shampoo, our hair would've been shiny and clean. I like the thunderstorms here. The thunder sounds like the sky is slowly ripping open like a loose seam on a tight pair of pants. As Anna and I walked home from the grocery store, the sky was flashing and breaking apart above us. We looked at each other and giggled always remembering that first night we spent together.

Meersburg

Yesterday, we went to Meersburg. It's across the lake and it takes about 20 minutes to get there by ferry. It's pretty touristy there but not as bad as the altstadt in Konstanz. I want to rip my hair out when I get stuck in a crowd down there.

That is one of the oldest castles that someone still lives in. We tried to find the entrance to go visit it because apparently there's all this cool stuff in it, but we just ended up climbing a lot of stairs only to go down a hill again. Oh, and look at that van! It looks totally normal to me now but when I first got to Germany last year, I was like WTF!

Insel Mainau

Insel Mainau is this little flower island off of Konstanz. It's probably a bit smaller than Protection Island. Anna and went there a couple of weeks ago since we got free ferry passes and entry to the Island. Otherwise, we'd be paying 30 euros... which would mean we would not have visited it because I'm cheap and like to spend my money on more important things...



The Romanov's used to summer here. Actually, I don't know what they did here, but the last building is a church (pic below shows the inside) and a bunch of them are buried there. Also, Church's are so nice and cool to escape the heat!



I love my orchids, and they do too. This picture was taken inside this gigantic greenhouse where the royal family would eat. There's palm trees, parrots, and hundreds of orchids all arranged in different tiki themes..



We saw a wedding. Actually, we see a lot of weddings. Konstanz is like the Vancouver Island of South Germany. It's so beautiful there.

A bit of Konstanz

Where the banner says VHS is my school. I don't know who those women are or what they're looking at... and below is the huge cathedral that tells me when class is over every day. It's the only time I enjoy the bells ringing.


This is a statue infront of the burgerbüro that is so fucking ugly. I don't know what it's purpose is but it's a bunch of naked men or women in a tub and on the side of it they have babies driving cars and giving the finger and spitting.. it's disgusting.

I love these buildings. I'm sure it's like a million euros to live in one.. but they're so pretty

Broken German Robot

I start my german course tomorrow, and I'm totally freaked out. It's all in german.. there are no english explainations.. I'm freaked out because there's usually one word per sentence that I don't understand. Doesn't seem like too big of a deal, right? Unfortunately, the word I don't understand is usually the word required for understanding the whole sentence. It's like "Please mashrnidlci the sentence and fihgoijw the words." Sure thing... right on it... Oh well. I'll bring my german dictionary and just pray that the teacher doesn't want me to talk all the time.

I took out my lip piercing the other day. I did it while intoxicated after Anna and I visited the lesbian bar here. Anna thought I would regret it in the morning, but I've wanted to do this for awhile because I was pretty sure I was destroying my teeth by constantly playing with it. Now I have a little hole while I hope because a little smaller and is often mistaken for a freckle. Thank god I have so many freckles. I'm suffering from phantom limb though and keep trying to play it. Why isn't the metal scraping against my gums!

Oh yeah, the gay bar.... I used to read this political lesbian comic back in the day called "Dykes to watch out for." It wasn't funny or thoughtful... it was all about PCness, the conservative agenda, global warming, dykes on the job, and all that other crap that most people don't want to see in a comic, but I still loved it. Anyway, when we walked into the bar, Bella Donna, I felt like I had just stepped into one of the DTWOF comic strips. At any moment, I thought Moe would saunter in to chastise me about going to starbucks and buying books online... Bad vibes.