Lunches and, well, the big question

Today at lunch I noticed that the restaurant I go to eat most often is turning kind of Turkish. Now there's nothing wrong with that other than their buffet no longer has any vegetarian options and there is like always this turkish sort of rice. But I still got a local flammkuchen served so no problem yet I guess. They haven't got a roll of meat sizzling on the wall yet but they do have these water pipes on show. I never get the bill when I want and the place is a bit too expensive for the quality they serve but I still go there since it's easy to go.

I've been testing out a new restaurant every Wednesday. It's going quite nicely since I've found two new places where I can go weekly. The other is like a Chinese restaurant and the other kind of like the one I go to most often but without the turkish influences and I get the bill on time. The last time I went there though the food was way too salty but it might have just been that dish and I don't have to eat it again. Tomorrow I'm planning on going to this pizzeria. I'm sure they also have pasta so I should find loads to eat there. I just hope it's not too scary looking once I get close and not too expensive or sleezy. So I'm currently doing ok with lunches even though I had a sandwich disaster last Thursday when I found meat in the sandwich that wasn't supposed to have any. I got it exchanged without eating but the lady at the cafe was sort of rude (surprise, surprise with me being in Germany) so that annoyed me.

I skipped climbing last week since I had a horrible headache on Wednesday and I was contemplating why I like climbing anyways and did not want to force myself to go since I really wanted to stay at home. It was hard deciding not to go but I think it was a good idea. It's just that even though the guy I climb with is nice and all, it's not the same as climbing with my friends.

I sort of feel like I'm becoming very asocial and it's bothering me. Like it would be very nice to hang out with people here to but it's too big of a hastle for me to try to socialize with new people when I'm happy enough reading a book everynight even though that is sort of a waste of my life. But I guess it all comes down to the big question about the purpose of life and all and whether what I feel I should be doing and what I am doing is really what I want to be doing. I can say that the actual work here is much more fun than at the university since I'm feeling like I'm getting stuff done and I have the equiptment to do it. I think my upcoming birthday has also made me think about stuff and how I'm really incredibly old and whether what I'm doing is what I would have thought to do like ten years ago.