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Weird happenings

I guess I should just begin by saying that I attract weirdos. I just do. Weird people find me, talk to me, like me. I find myself in odd situations all the time. Am I the only one? Lately, the … Continue reading

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Three days still isn’t enough

One of the many perks of working for a non-profit is that we get a few more holidays than some for-profit companies do. This weekend, for example, we got President’s Day off. I was looking forward to a productive, relaxing … Continue reading

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Viva Mejico!

So, I’ll go ahead and state the obvious and point out that I haven’t posted in a while. I’m working full-time now, which is a pretty drastic change from my schedule of lying around the pool and watching Gilmore Girls reruns. … Continue reading

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Adventures in hometown living

I’ve been back home for almost two weeks now. That’s enough time to adjust, don’t you think? Since I’m unemployed, that means I have plenty of time on my hands. Time enough to apply for jobs every day as well … Continue reading

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Before and after pictures

After numerous requests, I’ve decided to post before and after pictures of the haircut experience. Now, notice, I said “pictures” and not “photos.” These will be an artist’s rendition. Look, there I am. Smiling, happy. Donning the haircut I’ve had … Continue reading

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Merrrry Christmas!!

So, to be honest, I have not been counting down the days to Christmas. I’m not even exactly sure what day Christmas is. I have been counting down the days until I go HOME for Christmas! How many days is … Continue reading

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Day 2

So when I arrived yesterday and paid a cab driver a million Euros to drop me off at a stranger’s apartment, I felt bad. I felt uncomfortable, unhappy, and far away from everything I loved. It sounds childish, but I … Continue reading

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