… is the most delicious thing Ever.
So yesterday was “buddy dinner” where my buddy and a couple others made a Ton of lasagna. No, seriously, there was so much it was ridiculous. And I kind of miss eating real food so I ate 3.5 squares of lasagna (which is just over half a pan.) Oops. Fattehhhh. And a lot of chips. Which is good, because it cushioned my stomach for all the liquor coming after it (not entirely by choice, it’s evidently very Danish to drink a lot.) Aside from the part where my Danish diet is now epic fail and I am well on my way to junior-fifteen-ing. And I learned a dice game called 30 which, again, involves drinking. Do you spot a common theme? Haha. Well, I wanted to go home at around 1230 or 130 or so, and there’s this guy P who lives in my res so we were going to go home together, and the entire time he was like don’t worry the metro is close, and then at 330 a Dane (his name is Hans Christian! How very Danish) was leaving and I was like ok this is ridiculous I am going home. And P didn’t end up going home anyway so I could’ve left earlier. Sigh. Well, HC walked me to the metro, since he lived nearby, and then he biked home. I, on the other hand, spent forever in transit because the freaking metro never comes late at night and I had to transfer and.. blah. So it took me 30+ minutes to get home instead of like.. 15.
Also, lesson from the Danes: I am in fact correct in pronouncing it Co-pen-hay-gen (which is English, in Danish it’s pronounced co-pen-haun.. ish), so all of you people who are trying to sound pretentious and European by saying Co-pen-haaaah-gen, HAH!
PS: In retrospect I seriously regret not taking pictures of the lasagna. It was so good and filling and hot and … ahhh!