I can barely keep my eyes open...

...so I apologise in advance for the quality of this post. I'm settling into Paderborn - slow, but surely. I quite like the town, though it does sometimes smell a little bit like a zoo... not quite sure what that is but I'm probably used to it by now. I have a room sorted out, so I just need to sign my contract with the landlady and get a mattress, and I'll be set. The previous tennant is willing to sell a bunch of the furniture and that suits me fine - if it's too ugly, I'll just paint it. My vote is on red. The new housemates are absolutely lovely and I'll be pleased to be living there as of next week.

In the meantime, I'm content staying at T's flat with him and F. She and I tend to team up on T a bit, which makes it all the more fun, especially when she unpacks amazing pop-art pig-patterned place mats for the table. It's nice to have people that I get along with (and can go shopping with!) in close proximity, because I was concerned about living with strangers. As it turns out, they're awesome, so I needn't have made all those axe-murderer posts.

There are still a few important things to be sorted: insurance, enrolment, phone (have the sim card though), visa, bank account. I'm half way there. I think tomorrow will be an action day, but today is recovering from last night's late night. T has put me into contact with Eurobiz, which is for exchange students in Pb, and strictly speaking, I'm definitely not an exchange student, but T has wrangled a few things. So I've been going along to their orientation, and last night was the night where everyone goes to a local bar. The night lasted a lot longer than I'd anticipated, which meant that I got an hour's sleep, and had a completely miserable morning at the first language lesson. Lunch at the Mensa afterwards because my stomach was hurting owing to immense hunger. Still don't have my student card, so it cost a little more, but I can deal with it.

I don't think I have anything else that needs to be said. I could tell you about cooking dinner for F, or buying a new coat, or having a guy at a bar write his number on my hand without me saying I wanted his number, or finding Nivea for Men moisturiser because I like the way it smells and my skin is dry from the cold, or tense moments in offices while people around me discuss my situation in German... but hey, I can't be bothered.