I don’t have regular Internet access at the moment. I’m dependent on the dude who lives in the building to turn his unprotected Wi-Fi on. Either than or I have to go to a cafe where they incessantly play inane and insipid jazzy house music. It’s the sort of place that, I think, if you polled the patrons, none of them would say they liked the music yet the staff would just stare blankly like, “well I do.”
Busy relaxing. Seeing friends. Reading. Trawling the Internet and newspaper for an apartment (any Berliners reading, if you hear of anybody searching for a nachmieter: I’m looking for something about 60-70qm in Neukölln, Kreuzberg, Friedrichshain, Mitte, or Prenzlauer Berg).
And I’ve been hanging out with my gay lover, too: