Dark My Light, and Darker My Desire

Us, arriving to Austria to a tiny family hotel owned by an elderly lady

Shit like this can really only happen in Europe. Reminds me of the time I took my best shot at ordering at a restaurant in Spain in spanish. The closest language to spanish that I actually speak is latin.

[Me in 2019 in Ukraine: ok so if i use this Old Czech word, add a Polish verb, my poor knowledge of the Záhorie dialect of Slovak and say it with a Russian accent, it might pass]

[#my grandpa called this "Slavic Esperanto"]

During one student exchange I (a Pole) got acquainted with two students from Czechia and Russia. At first we talked in English or German, but after a while we’ve noticed, that we could understand each other’s native languages just fine. And if some word was unknown in one language, another one had the right synonym.

Pan Seared Garlic Butter Steak & Mushroom Cream Sauce

ok i know this is a dead horse but it’s MY dead horse bongo drum and i will beat it all i please. the thing about the hollander-in-laws-adopt-ilya thing is like. so at the end of tlg post-fight shane calls yuna crying and is like “mom we just had a huge fight and i fucked up he’s going to dump me oh my god.” and yuna is like “there there he loves you it’ll be fine.” now how does this go if shane calls yuna crying and says “mom we had a huge fight and i fucked up and ilya slammed me against the wall.” well i don’t think those loving hollander in-laws are going to be quite so generous with their pasta now are they. which is why it’s a terrible idea for your PTSD-riddled suicidal spouse’s main support network to be your parents!!

Easing Into Metal Music