It's parents weekend, and of course it's raining the day mine happen to come down. Figures. I spent most of yesterday and the day before with Aimee and her parents, who are really sweet people. I was worried they'd be more awkward around me than the last time I saw them, in August, when I wasn't with Aimee. But they were cool as cucumbers and ( Read more... )

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I have a box of kiwis outside on my windowsill. Whenever I want one, I use the little knife on my very sexy City Market corkscrew (best $7 I've ever spent). There's something satisfying about eating a kiwi. Probably because I don't bother to cut most of it up and eat it very messily. Hm ( Read more... )

We had our first PRESHCO party last night with the newbies. Some of them seem okay. There was an open bar, so my opinion of them got better as the night progressed. However, we went to Quintos afterwards and ordered a bucket of a hundred bottles of beer (I didn't know that existed), and what did the newbies do? Play fucking flip cup. At one point ( Read more... )

I went to Carnivale in Cadiz (third-biggest Carnivale-spot in the world, after Rio de Janeiro and the Canary Islands) with Jen, Muriel, Flo, Emily and Bo last night. We didn't get back on the bus until 6am, and didn't get back to Cordoba until 9am. I. Want. To. Die. Fortunately, I did all my let's-get-sick-now stuff before the busride, and so on ( Read more... )

"Where did you come from?"
"Uhhhhh...church."
"Why are you wearing slippers?"
"ALL RIGHT, I SLEPT WITH A GIRL."

Here's to almost getting lady-laid last night. Oh, Cordobodia.

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I am in Salamanca. I have typed that sentence so many times in the last forty minutes. I don´t think anyone really gives a fig where I am in Spain, since most people don´t know where Salamanca is. I didn´t until I got here. It´s northwestish, near Portugal, and is the oldest college town in the damn peninsula. The university here was founded in ( Read more... )