Been a couple days

Don't know why I have such an aversion to going through my papers. I go to class, that's ok, I wake up, but my room stays in its constant state: *sigh.* Anyway, good news is my redecorating is actually in process. I bought the couch from the downstairs guy from South Carolina. It is black, from IKEA, and I don't always trust second-hand possessions so I put a white sheet over it. Moved the rolling drawer set over to my bed. My idea is to have it as a night table but I haven't quite defined everything yet. The small square table is akin to a coffee table I angled the green armchair so it's like I have a small living room in the corner, just moved the desk over a bit. So a kitchen, a living room, and a bedroom, not bad.
I wasn't too sure about going out tonight because I have class at 9am tomorrow and there is another club night on Thursday. Fridays I have class at 12 so that's a bit more doable Thursdays night. So I went to BED last week and it happens every week so eh. Instead me a few people went to see Dinner For Schmucks. I must say it was a pleasant surprise, didn't have high hopes for it since Steve Carell is usually stupid but Paul Rudd makes it good. Didn't even notice the Dutch subtitles through most of it, had a falafel for dinner. I went to order popcorn for the movie and the girl asks if I want sweet or salt, so I ask if I can get butter and she says they don't do it. ( !!!!! ) What movie theaters don't have butter to put on your popcorn?!? It is a choice to eat unhealthy, a right as humans. I know this is Europe and everyone is 'healthy' but come on, salted popcorn with no butter: BOO. I finally learned how to say How are you the right way. It is 'hoo KHAAT het'  ( Hoe gaat het spelled out ). After times and times of people making strange faces at me because I accent in the wrong place or don't pronounce the g right, I got it, I think.
So today I finally got around to doing laundry. Of course I live on the 1 floor in the building without a laundry room :P  so it's up 1 floor and there is 1 washer and 1 dryer in the room. It's great that it is free (unlike Brandeis $1 per load) AND there's some sort of communal detergent collection so I'm paying nothing to wash my clothes. The washer is mighty small and all the directions are in Dutch. I bring my pocket translator but that is not very effective either as the words appear to be several complex conjunctions. Finally I figured out enough (based on the duration of the cycle) how to do my usual cold water rinse. I've never been one to do separate colors and whites. What's the point? Always wash in cold water because this way when you dry, nothing can shrink. So I take my keys out to open the door to the hall and I notice my rear bike lock key is bent. Not sure how it got that way so I bend it back and it snaps off, Im thinking well this is just great, although it is better than the key getting stuck in the lock. So anyway I have a bike that can't be ridden. I surf google to find out what kinds of locksmiths there are around here and I discover there is a difference between a locksmith and a keysmith. Locksmiths tend to be remote without physical commercial locations where you can go and get keys made. A slotenmaker is a locksmith whereas a sleutelmaker is a keysmith. I found a sleutelmaker near Centraal station, took the 7 tram to Pomperburg and walked over, asked if he could make a new key out of my snapped-in-half bike lock key and he whipped it right up, cost me 9 Euro but it's better than having a bike that can't move. It's always something new... Class at 9, Market Research, eh, off to bed....