Work is picking up. People are coming back from vacation, meaning we finally have problems to fix. I like fixing problems. Learning that having problems to work on & people to help is a very important component of my general satisfaction with life. This is also why I've started working at the bar in our dorm (volunteer basis; free drinks on shift). It's nice to be useful.
I miss my drums. My roommate has a cajon, which he lets me borrow, but it's not the same. I find myself singing more, maybe as a substitute musical outlet. Fortunately, in October I'll start practicing with a friend's band, and see if we fit together. They have a kit. I can't wait.
Last night at the bar, I was talking with two other Americans, and these two German girls came over and started talking with us. At some point I and the two of them switched to German, and after about 15 minutes, one of them guessed that I was half American & half Swiss, and the other one that I was German. This scenario is pretty much exactly what I envisioned as the "end goal" of my German (language) studies. Now I can fully focus on getting my Spanish up to par ;)
Getting kind of low-level homesick, though, on a pretty consistent basis. Currently listening to Buck Meek's Texas twang and missing my state.
And just like that, the lyrics playing right now:
If I could find a way back home