Having a Dutch night today with mostly Dutchies I have never met before. Gonna be interesting.
Too bad I have to skip today's soccer game though.


10 days...

Haha, man oh man.
What a day.

Had my road test today but since I didn't have an international driver's license the guy didn't let me take the damn test. My international license expired in April so he was right. Until today I could bullshit my way through all the things and the people at Penndot Pittsburgh even let me take the damn knowledge test without the international license.
Go figure!

But the guy told me to get a friend with a valid license and come back in the afternoon haha.
So that's what I did, got my friend Soudi and passed the silly test and now am fully legal concerning the driving papers!
Only took me half a day more than planned haha.

Anyway.

11 days left.

The countdown continues... 12 days left.

Summer in Pittsburgh still going strong which can't be said for my home country haha.
Well let's see if the weather keeps up in September.

Played another pick up game of soccer yesterday which lasted for 2.5 hours. We did have 3 short breaks but that's still a pretty long time I'd say. Muscles pretty achy and shit today but it's worth it.

And the countdown has begun, 13 days left before pops and moms arrive in Pittsburgh!

I almost forgot but when we went to have lunch at the Indian place in our street there was a woman sitting at the table next to us with several tattoos.
One of them was on her chest.
Couldn't help but think of the obvious question Matthias would ask her hahaha!

Been a while again, slacking as usual.
Must admit I've been up and about for quite a bit of sports. Running once a week and now pick up soccer games. Lotsa fun for sure!

Found this funny TV ad for "March of the penguins"
Go check that documentary out if you haven't already!

Time Jesum Transeuntum Et Non Riverentum

We were called to the forest,
and we went down.
A wind wind blew warm and eloquent,

We were searching for the secrets of the universe,
we rounded up demons and forced them
to tell us what it all meant.

We tied them to trees,
and broke them down, one by one.
On a scrap of paper they wrote these words:

And as we read them, the sun broke,
through the trees.

"Dread the passage of Jesus, for he will not return."

Then we headed back to our world,
and left the forest behind,
our hearts singing with all the knowledge of love.

But somewhere, somehow, we lost the message,
along the way,
and when we got home, we bought ourselves a house.

And we bought a car that we did not use,
And we bought a cage, and two singing birds.
And at night we'd sit and listen to the canary song.

For we'd both run right out of words.

Now the stars they are all angled wrong,
and the sun and the moon refuse to burn.

But I remember a message,
in a demon's hand,

"Dread the passage of Jesus, for he does not return."
...he does not return
...he does not return