80's overload
Oh my god, I wish Vivace would stop fucking playing Blondie, I've listened to the same CD 3 times now, and I wish I were done with my fucking TEFL coursework. Why has this work been a vague guillotine hanging over my head for weeks? Fuck, I just want to be done. I wish I wasn't learning so goddamn much with every assignment I did, then I would have
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I never thought I would see you suffer from an eighties overload. But I guess when it's not in your hands, to quote Björk, the Blondie will play, and play, and maybe segue into some Cutting Crew ("(I Just)Died In Your Arms Tonight) or Huey Lewis and the News ("Stuck With You"). That, mi amigo cariño, would be fun.
One of the joys, as you well know, of typing on a European keyboard is making liberal use of the diacritical markings and not feeling like you have a terribly pretentious sense of purpose about it. It's like, oops, my finger slipped and hit an umlaut. Where did that hacek come from? Shoot. At least my language has a future perfect tense, so there!
I miss you too, and appreciate all your (hilarious) asides. Life here, though nothing compared to what yours must have been in Cambodia and Thailand (and Japan, briefly... looking for lunches that cost less than five billion dollars -- my favorite) is ridiculously, insufferably French at times. You say what you do with more than a bit of the weary but amused traveler in you, and it cracks me the fuck up.
Yes, I remember being Chile. If I eat too many gratons (morsels of deep fried pork fat), however, I may return as Brazil. Oh well, at least I still have the phoneme /zh/.
What's luv,
kris
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