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my parents are so high. they're out shopping for cellphones and sent me this picture.
miami for the weekend. its been pretty good.
i was skeptical that miami was going to be the cure for the crap plague that ive been experiencing as of late, it surprisingly proved me wrong.
thursday night i came home like i usually do, wound up on coffee and from being in the car too long. i also came home to speedy, unorganized girl talk catch up period. which is always nice.
friday i was faced with standard german frigidity at the consulate downtown. the building looks like one out of a mid 90's psycho drama with its spooky track lighting, high ceilings and reek of bureaucracy. i needed to be escrted into the elevator.
then i spent 7 hours vegetating on the couch/temporary bed watching digital cable. oh god. lianette, donuts, malt liquor in paper bags and the olsen twins joined me. later in the night.
this possum-aso freaked my poor blind dog out. this had me and lianette with our faces pressed to the window fogging it up while my dad hosed it off the phone line. jet setting to the face, bitch.
then yesterday i spent 3 glorious hours baking under the sun, watching little kids with big bellies run around, keeping cool in ankle deep water in the low tide at crandon park. i've never had a bad time at the beach. it does nothing but make me happier. the only time i remember being vaguely upset at the beach was my last day in rio after diana and paola had left. even then, it was a different kind of sad. because i was going to miss it.
dinner at a swell peruvian restuarant with my family. i like them. they're good people.
at night, lianette and i waded through miami beach scum. the place is fun to go people watch at, but the expensive cigarettes, lack of functioning bathrooms and dudes with grills in their mouth shouting obscenities at lianettes butt got old fast.
ive finally finished my last load of a month and a half worth of laundry. i am returning to school.