I went on the hostel pub crawl the other day for the free drinks and ended up making out with a guest.

Him: lets go back to my place
Me: You’re staying at the hostel
Him: …lets go back to your place
Me: I live at the hostel!

*facepalm*

Then last night my friend had a dinner party and I used my food money to bring 2 bottles of wine and then we went to a bar and everything dissolved into chaos.

The hostel continues to be fucking ridiculous. We work 39-52 hours a week officially, but that’s not including the extra cleaning and reception duties they manage to pressure us into unofficially. Also the electricity went out this morning (!) and we still don’t have internet.

On the plus side the tv in the common room got connected with a computer so hypoethetically I can stream something soon! Which seems like a lame thing to look forward to, but I feel like the idea of watchinng tv during my shift (especially aggressive stress-relieving tv) is the only thing keeping me sane right now.

Oh! And I’m going caving under Budapest Sunday! So that too. I’m looking forward to that too.