A Wigwamban

Hell yeah Hungarians. Hell yeah rock music.
I went out with Jordan and Samwise to the local rock club called the Wigwam (an Indian/Old West themed club) and we ended up seeing a pretty bitchin' Hungarian rock band whose influences were pretty firmly rooted in the Southern Rock/metal style. Real good. Real hot.

Man Night

So, there are 19 people on this Hungarian semester, only three of who are guys. As such, in order to maintain our manly ways, Jordan, Samwise, and I go out every Tuesday night after class in a ritual we have named 'Man night'. Our evening typically goes like this...

• 9pm, get out of Culture/Politics class
• 9.05pm start drinking, usually just a couple of mixed drinks
• Head out to a local pizza place (preferrably one that has inexpensive beer)
• Post-pizza smoke/man pictures are taken
• Get back to apartment, more mixed drinks
• Watch a suitable film (past selections have included "Superbad", "Dodgeball", and "In Bruges"), drink a little more, and pass out

Last night however, we eschewed the traditional Pizza fare, and went out for burgers at this really good burger/gyro joint. It was at this place that we encountered a burger aptly named the King Kong! Imagine a burger bun that size of your head (literally), with three meat patties, bacon, cheese, ketchup, mayo, mustard, lettuce, tomatoes, cabbage, onions, and an egg...that is the motherfucking King Kong. So, we each got King Kong and a serving of fries, which roughly cost us a grand total of 7$ each.

To sum it up, I have never eaten a more epic/manly meal, and it was enhanced by the fact that they were playing Rocky IV on the TV.

Bosnia

Well, Rachelle and I took a 3 night, 2 day trip to Bosnia this past week. The train ride was 12 hours long and they checked our passports 5 times and our tickets 5 times as well. The guy we stayed with was a 40 year old Turkish guy who was far too friendly with females, loved to dominate the conversation (ie - he talked at us, not with us), and he had some veiled anti-Israeli sentiments. But he is also a police commissioner, and the 1st day we were there, he participated in a raid to break up a weapons smuggling operation and they netted - 15 suspects, 75 hand grenades, 1 LAW, 2 sniper rifles, 5 AKs, and 3 pistols. Sounded fantastic.

Sarajevo itself was a great city. Everything was super cheap, the people were friendly, and there was a vibrant mix of cultures. I got some good gifts for a few people, and I also spoke German with an old Bosnian man. It was super good.
If you ever have the chance, get to Sarajevo.

Less Than Jake

So, Less Than Jake is one of those bands that I grew up listening to and that I still listen to. I got into them a year or two after the release of "Hello Rockview". I thought "Borders and Boundaries" was a fantastic album, and I listened to it nonstop 8th grade year. I saw them twice during my highschool years, but I stopped buying their albums, thinking that they had gone downhill with the release of "Anthem".
Ironically, I now listen to "Anthem" more than any of their other albums. While I haven't listened to "In With the Out Crowd" or "GNV FL", I am pretty confident that "Anthem" is LTJ's pinnacle achievement. It is less ska than their previous work, but that works for LTJ who has always been more punk than ska. The songwriting is more heartfelt and poignant on this album than on previous ones (although "Borders and Boundaries" seemed to be a deeply personal album as well), and there is no one song that drags the album down.

Overall, LTJ is one of those bands that I will probably always listen to and always find pretty fantastic.

Club experiences

So...I apparently give off a totally gay vibe, at least to people in the club. The 2nd time we went out to ZP (the big open air club in Budapest) at the beginning of the semester, this Belgian guy who I was carrying on a totally normal conversation with, interrupted our conversation to ask, "Excuse, I must know...are you gay?" I thought that he was making fun of me, but it turns out that he was gay and wanted to go to a gay club with me. He was pretty damn good looking.
And last night, I was at Szocial (the local hotspot full of teens and twentysomethings), and I was dancing with my 5 lady friends, when this Eurotrash guy taps me on the shoulder, whispers something in Hungarian into my ear, and when I said, "Nem ertem Magyarul", he asked, "Are you homo? Are you gay?" I told him "no"...and he looked disappointed and walked away. He was probably about 6' 2", muscular, shoulder length black curly hair, strong facial structure, and a slightly Spanish or perhaps Italian look about him. Pretty good looking.
So, while I am not scoring all kinds of sweet ass over here, gay guys notice me! And good looking gay guys at that.

This is...

...a total joke
http://www.breitbart.com/article.php?id=D93N50180&show_article=1

Nothing beats...

A chilly Autumn day spent inside a tea house, sipping on tea (or in my case, hot chocolate), surrounded by friends and coversation.

Just for you

And all the smiles you gave to me
They're so contagious, So very fake

This post includes several references to bands, can you spot them?

I love clubbing. And dancing. And drinking to a certain extent. It always leads to good times
But I am off to Poland tomorrow. Krakow, treat me well.

To be honest, I don't know what I'm looking for. Maybe this semester is all just an escape. A chance to get fucked up and get over some things that are bumming me out.
But in spite of my near constant boozing/partying, I am still staying on top of my school work. And I haven't alienated too many people (yet).

All I do know is that I feel a sense of emptiness now, now that *** is gone.
But Kill Hannah and Budget Vodka are a cure for the pain.


"Last Days" - Bella Morte (nothing like some good ol' fashion goth 'n roll)

In this place the winds blow colder
And the nights are long
If I live to be much older
I fear I’ll be alone

Will we all die before the sun can rise?