Recap of the Day 10.10

So today could have definitely been better, here is a recap of the day I wished I was in Bozeman.

1. While taking a shower, I was shaving my legs and bent down to pick up the shaving cream. I hit my head on the sink. Not only do I have a lovely lump on my forehead, but it's bruised and bruised so badly that it even has the purple spots in it. Great way to start the day!

2. It's pouring rain today. It's about a ten minute bike ride to campus and I showed up with my lovely bumped forehead with mascara running down my face.

3. I had to pick up my box from my parents at the customs post office; I have no idea where it is. I talk to a Finnish girl about where to find it, we figure it out for the most part. When I actually got to the bus stop, I realized I had no cash on me. Thank God for Pauline also walking with me and she lent me 3e10. So, I'm feeling nervous because apparently the English speakers weren't on this bus. It was up to me to figure out the stop to get off at. I failed. I got a round trip bus tour for half an hour. I went home without my box of peanut butter, winter clothes, and spices.

4. My bike was still on campus which is right by the city centre. I ride back home, I'm almost back when I notice my front tire is flat. Apparently I ran over the ONE tac on the sidewalk on the way home. It was stuck in my tire.

Finally when I made it back to the apartment, Ian was kind enough to let me vent. And vent a lot. I did buy more groceries, does that give me a right of passage? I thought so. I sat down to a cup of tea, trailmix, and the ending of Memoirs of a Geisha. Feeling more content than a few hours earlier.

5. Just to end the day. The Mormons show up. I guess they make house calls even in Finland, they were relieved when I spoke English. They're from, none other, Utah. Great. Now I have to defend my opinions when I'm about to finish my lovely book. They're 'scheduled' to come back next Thursday at 5:30; no I will not be in my apartment.

I'm going to get back to Memoirs of a Geisha, go to the sauna, and not dream about Bozeman, MT.