Today had a serious theme. Which is weird. Days shouldn’t have themes. It makes you feel like something is controlling the things that are happening to you.

Anyway, today’s theme was “flashbacks”. It started with me getting on the U-Bahn and picking out a song to listen to on my phone. I noticed a playlist I had subscribed to on Rdio had “Crooked Teeth” by Death Cab on it, which I hadn’t listened to in SO long, so I decided to play it. I know it’s kind of a lame song to have this reaction to, but it gave me the most insane goosebumps. It’s hard to explain. It transported me to a completely different time in my life, and it made me so cognizant of how different everything is around me. Being in Berlin, being as old as I am, having the friends I do, how often I talk to my family. Everything is different from when I was 16 or however old I was when I used to listen to that song on repeat. I realize it sounds cheesy when I put it into words like that, but it’s hard to describe a feeling like that, and for me it can only ever be brought on by music or familiar smells.

The U-Bahn eventually took me to the Arkonaplatz flea market (or close to it) where I bummed around by myself for a while, before meeting Katie at the Boxhagenerstrasse flea market. So many fleas. It was quite a successful outing, if only for our kick-ass, almost matching athletic brand rings. If these aren’t geil, then I don’t know what is.

... I don't really know what "geil" is.

Don’t be offended by Katie’s crassness. Or how weird our fingers look, we were both a bit self-conscious about that.

To keep with the flashback theme, this adorable cafe we went to called “Factory Girl !” (space+exclamation point included) had Kalter Hund (literally “cold dog”), which is this FUCKING DELICIOUS fudgy treat with little biscuits inside.

It is unfortunately not particularly photogenic.

I have never seen it aside from when my mother makes it at Christmas. I was starting to think it was her own evil creation she had concocted to persuade me to do her bidding. But I suppose it is actually part of a much larger, perhaps government-run mind control plot.

It’s seriously that delicious.

So then Katie and I parted ways and I came home to my beautiful roommates and David (possible future roommate). To have a little short-term flashback, Micha, David, and I met up with some of their friends on Saturday to go out to a club, which was lovely as usual. When we got home around 7 am we were absolutely starving and had Breakfast: Part 1 which consisted of leftover potatoes and noodles from dinner. Then we slept for a few hours, and had Breakfast: Part Deux, which was much more traditional. David made eggs and we had bread and cheese and strawberries and apples and orange juice. Here’s proof:

Micha and David so sleepy-happy. Slappy.

I’m going to have to have more flashbacks in the morning because I am too sleepy to go over all the stuff I’ve done in the past couple weeks, but they’ve been pretty good. I’ve gone to concerts and clubs and eaten yummy things. Can’t ask for much more. To conclude, how awesome is this apartment building?

The correct answer is: D) Wicked awesome.

Goodnight world! I hope you’re as beautiful in the morning as you seem at 3 am. 😉