i had my epiphany last night. i was looking over various syllabi last night and happened to discover that we have ONLY nineteen more days of school until we leave. nineteen. stop. think. let it sink in. nineteen days of class. nine before the two week break for semana santa and ten days after. aaron was working on an essay, but i ( Read more... )

this lady just left our house and i guess she was one of corona's friends. she started golden, bringing a dog with her. we asked what its name was and she said, "whoopi...like whoopi goldberg!" and i was all "wow, what a fun name." she said, "well i named her whoopi goldberg because she's black...like whoopi goldberg." and i was all " ( Read more... )

it's the midpoint of spain and i don't really know what to say about that. i've got a word, but it's not the right one: blah. isolation is starting to take over and resentment hasn't receded, it's just stagnation. that's it: spain is stagnant. stuck. i could complain about spain until the rain falls on the plain, but i won't; not here anyway ( Read more... )

coughing in madrid
his birthday made me lonely;
is may 13 here?

i'm unbelievably excited for this weekend, as i've been looking forward to it since before i arrived in spain. CORDOBA AND GRANADA!!! since i'm so excited, i decided to bore everyone by listing my schedule ( Read more... )

i just thought of something really snide to say.

so out of the seven days this week, i showered only three of them. classy, right? not that i´m a scuzzball or anything, except that i am a total scuzzball, and it´s oddly satisfying. i think it has actually helped me to act more normally in spain. all the times in my life when i´ve had the most fun have involved a lack of personal hygiene: new ( Read more... )

today a spanish woman in a car pulled up alongside me and asked ME for directions. and the kicker is that i knew where she was going and gave her real directions on how to get there, not some made up bullshit to get her to go away. i really felt like i live here now. which is weird because last weekend i lived in london. like for real. i lived ( Read more... )

first thing's first: i am sitting crosslegged on my bed, like always, and my feet definitely smell. honesty is the best policy, i've always said. sheesh, i'm starting to sound like a crazy old man telling everyone that he invented ages-old idioms. speaking of crazy old people, i got a letter from my grandparents today, the ones that don't like ( Read more... )

for the last week or so i've begun to think that the room i am currently sleeping in once served as a dog masturbation room. okay, hear me out on this one. basically, my current biggest pet peeve is that aaron never shuts the bedroom door and then the dogs wander in. once they wander in they immediately jump on my bed, no matter what i am doing ( Read more... )