Fabric Softener Really Works!

So, I did my laundry yesterday and we don't have a dryer, so I had to hang up all my clothing from the big rack thing that took up all the space in my room. Well, my clothers were finally dry this morning, and I started to fold them. Wow, I have learned the power of the little fabric softener sheer I throw in the dryer. I thinkk maybe my clothes could stand on their own. Well, we live and we learn. I am going to try and find the kind of cleaning stuff that has the fabric softener in it. So, hopefully my clothes will be better next time.

Damnit, I just walked all the way down to my school to enroll in a class, and I am like 4 days early. This stupid transposing of the month and day has foiled me again. Ahh well.

OK, so I have really been wanting to write about McDonalds lately. It is such an interesting phenomen here. It is like the American Embassy on almost every street corner. And as I have been around more and more people, it seems to be a symbol of all the is American to Europeans. This is really hard to explain. It is sort of like Mcydees is the stick by which America is measured. Some of my freinds like it, and will in the same sentence tell me that they like Americans. Or some of what America stands for. Others have shown outrage at the possiblity of eating at McDonalds and explained to me that it is the reason so many Americans are fat and stupid. I am not sure if I am comfortable with my country and my culture being judged and summed up in the entity of McSmells, but such is life. If nothing else, it has been quite interesting witnessing the naried reactions to the prominent restaurant. By the way, I have only eaten there 2 times since I have been there, and both times it was not my idea to go there. So, don't start thinking I am a McSmelles addict.

I shall soon be visiting Prague with one of my closest friends, it should be a great time. If nothing else, it will be a good break from the overwhelming ass kicking the € is giving me.