I remembered how Eastern European I really am. My diet for the past week and a half has consisted of all things cabbage: cabbage salad, stuffed cabbage, and most recently cabbage soup. The last is also known as "blue soup" as I used purple cabbage thus turning it a lovely oh so appetizing color of blue.
Sometimes men here will check you out or give you that ever so disturbing look of undressing you with their minds. Recently I've just started to smile and think to myself "if you only knew how hairy my legs are."
I woke up this morning to find puddles of water on my floor, it appears as though water will seep into my house after heavy days of raining. It's ok, it's like a natural mopping system.
Sometimes I think that my computer is trying to save me from myself. I'll be in the middle of a conversation with someone from home and it will just decide "nope, it's time for you to go to bed, I'm going to shut off now." This theory might have more validity if it didn't shut off at all other times of the day as well. But a broken computer means an excuse to buy myself a new one.
My parents are visiting in 11 days, and I couldn't be more excited. Neither could the entire town of Shijak. This might be partially my fault for telling to many people, but I don't think my parents are fully aware of the high amounts of coffees they will be attending with Albanians who speak no English.
I'm thinking of wearing a flea collar around and telling everyone they're really fashionable pieces in America, that feels like I'm abusing my status as only volunteer in Shijak though.
Sometimes I pretend not to understand what people are saying to me. So when I get told "how do you maintain having so much weight when you're a vegetarian," I ignore the fact that in truth I'm being called fat, and respond with the values of eating beans and vegetables.
