I *guess* I could live in a box ...

Man. MAN. House/flat hunting can bite my ass. This is so frustrating - coordinating people and places and blah blah blah "I dont want to be homeless"-cakes. I know it'll work out (and I've been gently reminded as such, several times over), but with this and finals approaching, I kind of just want to go to a corner and commence rocking back and forth for a few hours.

I'm also questioning why in the hell I chose to get a flight that wasn't direct. I know it's cheaper and lah di dah, but ew. Extra flying = not cool. At least I'll be stopping in Munich, which could ... spice things up? Probably not. Who knows! I may, if lucky, be the tannest person in Germany at that time. :)