it's not the ending of the world... it's only the closing of a discotheque

i've been busybusybusy!

saturday i went to this amazing "brothel inspired" performance art festival in the university district with that nice girl from yale. various singers/artists/weirdos would "seduce"/recruit patrons, then for a few euro they'd perform artistic "favors." a great premise, if you ask me. i saw a wacky old circus performer telling stories over tea and bundt cake, a scary performance artist lady dancing around in an apron in a mildew-filled cave, and three or four great bands. the evening was totally surreal, though, because under the circumstances i was prone to think most everything that happened was part of an act. it was all very 'down the rabbit hole.' for instance, at some point, three austrian boys were following us around to different performances, acting totally (in my opinion) like stereotypical drunks. after we finally shed them, i said something about how they were very convincing. meaghan (the girl i was with) didn't think they were part of an act. later we saw them peeing behind a port-a-potty (not IN it, but behind it), and meaghan was more apt to agree with me. a similar situation happened later, wherein meaghan was approached by a very strange couple and propositioned to go upstairs for reasons unbeknownst (but guessable) to us. a few people said that the austrian art scene is not as subtle as i was thinking, but i'm still confused.

sunday i was sleepy and had allergies so stayed home watching episodes of intervention downloaded from itunes.

monday i did some work, cleaned the apartment, and went to the market. this delicious drink called "sturm" is in season here in austria - it is essentially "young wine" that is not fully fermented. it tastes like carbonated, unsweetened grape juice. sooo delicious. but you can't close the top of the bottle all the way because the sturm is constantly fermenting and thus emitting gas. i found this out on wikipedia. i wish i would have checked wikipedia prior to the sturm-exploding-in-the-fridge incident. later in the evening, i made another mess trying to open a can of black beans with a hammer and a corkscrew. weee!

today was super productive. i composed a plan of action for next year's autumnal 'adventure' (law school). 9 schools in 4 states. i started my applications and hope to finish them in the next two weeks. also submitted another article to SPIN, arranged to meet with the lady offering me a museum job here in austria, and got $75 in foreign fees reversed from my wells fargo account. tonight i am going to see silver mt zion in a former slaughterhouse/coopted art space. i have some fun pictures but will wait until after tonight to post them.

tomorrow i am SUPER psyched to see animal collective! it is 18 freaking euro but i think it's worth it - don't you? also exciting this week is an orchestra where all of the instruments are composed entirely of vegetables. i don't know what night this is yet but you can bet your booty i will be there.

some funny random stuff:
as i was leaving the park with wifi this afternoon, one of the centenarian regulars at the turkish pub i sometimes go to (actually, why am i calling him a regular... i think i've been there more than he has) asked if i was going to come in tonight and "drink on your computer!?" i love that i am the girl in the neighborhood who drinks on her computer.

one of the musical acts i saw on saturday had 4 male members and one female lead singer. after the show, meaghan and i noticed that all four boys had matching shirts and FANCY italian leather shoes. matching! on purpose! we asked about it, and the drummer said something like "the hot [band member]'s girlfriend ordered them for us online." who spends 150 euro on matching shoes for a free-entry art festival?

one of my neighbors does not have a WC in his apartment. there is a WC next door to him i guess - i see him coming out of it all the time in his skivvies and going back into another apartment. very strange. i'm glad i have a WC in my apartment, shower in the kitchen or not.

xoxoxoxo
ashley