Culture Shock I've Lost Count

I've always had a thing for accents. Who doesn't? But, I'm sorry to say, this is a selective thing. It included the standard Australian, Scottish, British, etc. But I have recently discovered how much I love German accents too. And I don't mean just a "that's hot and I'm shallow" sort of way, but I mean in a very familiar and comforting way. I went to a convention over the weekend where there were only two other Americans there. As I talked to people (unfortunately in English. I'm still working on it), I realized how used to German accents I am. I kinda missed it when I was in  Ireland. Sigh. How tender.

I also tried a new beverage. Name: Kiba. Actually that's kinda just a guess at the spelling. My apologies to anyone who may be privy to the correct way. It's a combination of sour cherry nectar and banana juice. I thought that each of these beverages on their own were strange. When someone told me you mix them together, I was sure it was in an effort to trick the gullible American. It was not. But I'll tell you what it was--delicious. Although incredibly sweet.

Last but not least, and certainly not new, I was attempting to change the sheet and comforter cover thing on my bed. Does it have a name? I'm sure it does. Anyway, I can never quite decide whether the inventor of those things was genius or sick in the head. They are so comfy and convenient to wash. But how the heck do you get those on? I thought I had it. Then I realized it was wrong (as in the rectangularity was perpendicular rather than fitting like a glove). So I took it out and tried it again. I knocked over a picture frame and broke out in a sweat in the process, but I slept under a clean comforter that night.

I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.