Real or not real?
I don't even think I know.
Watching Sex and the City at JFK ( I always feel the need when I'm near Manhattan)
Eating a delicious bagel with pesto, parmesan, ham, and lettuce in a small cafe in Düsseldorf.
I'm kinda tired, because apparently its Monday and I haven't slept really since Friday night. Unless you count on and off sleep from the planes.
Song: Track 2 on the cd Joe made for me. Sorry, sans link.
P.S. Am I really in Germany right now?
P.P.S. OMG So I just went to spell check this, and EVERYTHING came up as wrong...and I was like whaaaa? it wants me to speak in German. Awwwww! Shoo-oot!
P.P.P.S.I really hate being American/not being able to speak a LICK of the native language. It makes me feel like an uncultured and self centered nobody. That's not so nice, really.