Sometimes I think to myself, why the fuck even bother with Europe, why not just learn Spanish and move to Latin America. This is what happens when it rains and rains and rains (and snows as an interlude) at a time of the year when there's supposed to be fucking flowers blooming and sunshine and when you can almost wear shorts and wade in various ( Read more... )

It has been TEN years since I've had this journal. I missed the actual anniversary in January, of course, but that doesn't matter. That's a decade of my life documented on here - it's a little unbelievable ( Read more... )