Saint Burgers

Just returned from a burger place, blessedly called St. Johns. SO stuffed, now. If you take a look at their menu, you would know, why.

Besides of this, I need a hobby. I am not balanced enough and it's not helpful to deal with all the couples, around here. :-) Uh, and coming with this, I will start with the hunt for an apartment on Monday.

The own car is already within reach:
An old Ford Escort from 1998 - although, I don't like Fords, this one is actually at least a better deal than the Ford Taurus, which I rode in 2007, when I was here. Let's see. Of course, I have learned from my experiences and will sleep over this..

[side note: all things above happened yesterday. I am not that americanized, yet, to eat burgers for breakfast. Not yet..:-) .. ]