Happy belated Valentine's Day everybody! This year I had the pleasure of having Miss Vivian Kiss as my valentine. Sure, I kinda forced her into it since really, her boyfriend should be her valentine but we still had a fun day nonetheless. We ran some errands around the city, found the equivalent of an American pizza joint and made chocolate covered strawberries. We were gonna spring for some champagne to complement the chocolate covered strawberries but the stock guy was in the same aisle and had never heard of deodorant before. The stench was so unbearable that we opted for coke instead.







I don't mean to brag, but they came out AWESOME. Unlike the U.S., it's hard to get any type of fruit you want during any given season. It was a miracle that MiniMal actually had strawberries. I didn't wanna invest in something that didn't taste good so I told Vivian to eat a strawberry from one of the open packages. Sure it was unwashed and probably touched by numerous hands before but she just rolls through like that. We also tried to ask the people at the supermarket if they had any leftover styrofoam which was an adventure in and of itself. Of course, we didn't know the word for styrofoam in German so we tried to explain the uses of it in German. I was trying to describe how it holds china together in boxes and Vivian starts talking about how styrofoam balls are used to make replicas of the solar system. Thoroughly confused, the clerk gets someone who speaks english. Then we find a box of china and Vivian goes, "Right here! In THIS box there is styrofoam that is helping to prevent the china from breaking! AS WE SPEAK!" All of our efforts to get scrap styrofoam were to no avail. We ended up taking some box out of the chocolate aisle which worked just as well as you can see above.

We also had dinner with Michele, Kate and Jennifer. I kinda cut it short though because I had taken Benadryl earlier and it was REALLY kicking in. I wanted to knock out then and there. After dinner I took a fat nap and then hung out with Amos for a little bit. I'm starting to resent that he makes fun of my English. WHO IS THE NATIVE SPEAKER HERE?

Oh yeah, one more thing. I really hate when people say, "I could care less." THAT'S NOT THE RIGHT EXPRESSION. It's "I couldn't care less." which means that you are as far from caring as possible. If you say you could care less, you're implying that you have at least an inkling of concern. And that ladies and gentlemen, is my English lesson of the day.