June 7th, 2009

It’s 11 AM here and the church bells around the corner are going off loudly. I’m not sure why I’m awake and watching the Disney Channel right now, but it appears that I am. Despite approximately nine hours of sleep, I’m tired but still can’t quite manage to fall back asleep.

Last night was The Bird’s third birthday party. We headed over there and it was an absolute mad house. Had we gotten there earlier in the festivities, because everything became a total shit show, then it probably would have been a good time, but it really didn’t seem worth the hassle so we walked down to another party going on in a barber shop. This proved to be only a bit more fruitful, as there were dudes who were dressed like they were LARPing with styrofoam swords and tights there, and some lame bar set up in a back kitchen room. Anyway, some getranke shop nextdoor sold us coffee mit Baileys on the cheap and even though the weather sucked (it was misting?) we stayed outside with our contraband drinks and watched the police officer who was under the U-Bahn opposite us. Dude has a shitty job.

I was in such a Bar25 or CDV or even the rooftop at Weekend mood, but thanks to the weather didn’t want to actually go to any of those places and instead we went to bed. Trying to force the rave when you’re tired and cold just results in illness.

Maybe I’ll go eat a popsicle now. My knee is killing me.