Das Leben eines Teilzeit-Berliner

Tomorrow is, FINALLY, the first day of French tours for this season. Coincidentially, I received a booking for September 11th - excellent. Now, if someone can please tell my grand-mother how it works - I've given up.

I spoke to my mother yesterday and she decided to call herself the bank (she has a procuration on my Canadian banking because I am absent) and step into the process of claiming my money back. Like I said too, she thinks the bank is hand-in-hand with the scammer by refusing to admit I've been frauded AND she says I'm just being treated unfairly by a sexually-frustrated woman who is mad that I was at a stripclub.

I dunno if that will help but I can't stop her. Besides, damn, my father and her have been with the fucken damn Caisse Desjardins since they were kids - every cent since my birth transited to them. That's more than fidelity, it's arse-licking: mortages, car loans, personal loans, student loans, credit cards, savings accounts, insurance - name it, we got it there!

Ok, let's go sweat the rage at the gym.

Btw, Deutsche Bahn strike starts tomorrow - let's hope S-Bahn won't be disturbed!

Sunday: Work 12-18
Monday: School 18-21
Tuesday: School 13-16
Wednesday: Work 9:30-16, School 18-21
Thursday: School 13-16, Work 17-22
Friday: Work 13-22
Saturday: Work 12-18

I'm almost tired in advance! lol