eine Liebe, ein Versprechen

life has been asking me to be an adult pro max these past few weeks and i'd like to unsubscribe now and go back to blogging about my six sweet eastern german men. (ICH HABE FERTIG ok. ich kann nich mehr ihr blutsauger. wo zeit für fangirlen??? WO ZEIT FÜR NICKERCHEN AM SAMSTAG NACHMITTAG!!??? schlaf ist rar im moment 😭)

anyways. some of you may know i moved into a bigger apartment and man. next time I'm gonna get movers because carrying all my (and mr. wizzards) belongings up to the second floor is exhausting as shit 😂 BUT it was worthwhile because look!!!!

my own room!!!! with enough space for an actual rammstein shrine AND my gaming setup.

for comparison, this was my old shrine and my gaming "setup" (laptop on a wooden platter on the couch. mega professionell ich weiß)

if moving wasn't enough (plus renovations in the old apartment, was für eine scheisse das erst war mensch), i had several side quests along the way

i once again had a blast at Stahlzeit

i also got to see die toten Hosen again after 11 years (my mom was with me which basically completed this quest fully. 11 years ago, I went with dad. full circle und so)

i took my best friend to the Kaltenberger Ritterturnier as a part of her bachelorettes party (all the other girls were bitchy about this so we went alone, and she loved it)

then there was also the real bachelorettes party

and we threw a goodbye party for Mr. Wizzards mom who is gonna move away soon 💔