el aguacate
among the things I will miss most about Mexico:
AVOCADOS.
Fresh avocados.
Like just picked avofuckingcados.
I remember the first time I ever ate avocado.
My mom loved it, and I was excited to see what all the hubub was about.
But it tasted like nothing!
Later I discovered the joy of that nothing taste and have never been able to get enough since.
But these avocados!
They taste like...shit...I wish I hadn't already finished the whole one I put in my soup or I could taste and write.
It's almost citrusey, in a way.
Like you know it's fruit.
The first dream I ever had 'in Spanish' was about avocados. It was a few weeks after I'd first started at the Academia and I finally got it straight, dreamed about this girl who was with Michael Stipe and her name was Aguacate. Before that I'd always fuck it up. Doesn't it seem like the Spanish word for avocado should be avocado?
I remember, for some reason, from the Real World Seattle when Janet says she has never eaten an avocado because she knows how fattening they are and she was certain that if she ate one she would love them. Hence, she'd eat a lot of them and get fat. So better to just never know how good they taste. Isn't that ridiculous?
Oh well. More for us.
HEY this is totally an aside to an already boring journal entry, but I have this fucking skin thing that is driving me insane and maybe someone knows? It is a zit, I guess, but maybe more like what I would imagine a boil to be? I get them from time to time, they are huge, inflamed things that you can't pop, under the skin, swollen up under the skin, red, hurts like a motherfucker and then starts to kind of itch. They get kind of hard afterward, almost like a little cyst. On my chin. I hate them because they never really go away, they just stay this white scar like thing under the skin. Ideas, anyone?
AVOCADOS.
Fresh avocados.
Like just picked avofuckingcados.
I remember the first time I ever ate avocado.
My mom loved it, and I was excited to see what all the hubub was about.
But it tasted like nothing!
Later I discovered the joy of that nothing taste and have never been able to get enough since.
But these avocados!
They taste like...shit...I wish I hadn't already finished the whole one I put in my soup or I could taste and write.
It's almost citrusey, in a way.
Like you know it's fruit.
The first dream I ever had 'in Spanish' was about avocados. It was a few weeks after I'd first started at the Academia and I finally got it straight, dreamed about this girl who was with Michael Stipe and her name was Aguacate. Before that I'd always fuck it up. Doesn't it seem like the Spanish word for avocado should be avocado?
I remember, for some reason, from the Real World Seattle when Janet says she has never eaten an avocado because she knows how fattening they are and she was certain that if she ate one she would love them. Hence, she'd eat a lot of them and get fat. So better to just never know how good they taste. Isn't that ridiculous?
Oh well. More for us.
HEY this is totally an aside to an already boring journal entry, but I have this fucking skin thing that is driving me insane and maybe someone knows? It is a zit, I guess, but maybe more like what I would imagine a boil to be? I get them from time to time, they are huge, inflamed things that you can't pop, under the skin, swollen up under the skin, red, hurts like a motherfucker and then starts to kind of itch. They get kind of hard afterward, almost like a little cyst. On my chin. I hate them because they never really go away, they just stay this white scar like thing under the skin. Ideas, anyone?