Monday, July 11, 2011

squid billies

Have you ever seen a haircut sooo bad it makes your blood boil with unabashed RAGE?


This is a look I have deemed the squid billie. Although, to look it up I had to type in mullet dreads to which Google rightfully corrected me, (did you mean dread mullet?, yes I did, thank you).

Unfortunately for many people in this city, the squid billie is very popular here. It is an extreme version of the classic mullet we all know and love (which is also very popular here, as you might guess, a look that screams "sex!")

These hideously misguided men have a lot to learn if they want to know how to look bad the easy, low maintenance, less-haired way. However, they do not have a lot to learn if they want to know how to look like John Travolta in Battlefield Earth.


It seems annoying as shit having a turd-cord grazing your back as you're strutting the streets or waking up with tentacle imprints in your back and a crick in your neck. GUYS!! It's so much easier to look ugly!!! You don't have to hold your hair when you go to the bathroom, you don't have to scare people from standing behind you on the bus. Who knows, maybe you might even look......attractive? I can't make any promises but I'd be willing to bet with each tentacle you cut off, an angel gets it's wings (to fly down to earth to sexually be with you).

Sunday, July 10, 2011

slowly but surely

I'm slowly gaining some confidence here with my Spanish. It's a process and I have my good days and my bad days, but overall, I think I can start trusting myself a bit more. It's increasingly becoming easier to ask questions, for example "why are you charging so much for this taxi ride?" and the like. I was able to argue a bit with a taxi driver who clearly screwed me over. I can't say I'm winning these arguments just yet but I'm slowly getting there.

Here's another example, I took some laundry to the local Lavaderia where they wash and dry your clothes for you overnight. I brought a whopping big bag of laundry. One bag of laundry costs $15 pesos. I leaned through the small square opening at the door and gave the man that works there the bag. When he handed me my receipt he told me it would be $30 pesos. Wait a minute. Why wouldn't it be a little more than $15 pesos if it's a slightly bigger bag than average? Okay, clearly I was pushing this because my bag was stuffed to the gills, whopping, as I said before. I decided to take my chances and ask him anyhow.

"uuuuhhhh blahblahblahblahblah...." he responded. He had an Asian accent and he was speaking Spanish and all I could do was look at his teeth which were soooo bad and beyond repair that I knew I didn't stand a chance. This guy probably needed my extra $15 pesos for some constructive dental surgery in the future*. Fair is fair. I nodded as he poured my big bag into a laundry basket to prove to me just how much was stored inside the bag I brought. I nodded, said okay, and told him I'd see him tomorrow.

Lesson learned, some things balance out even when at first you think they don't. One day those chompers of his are going to shine like new**.

*I'm going to hell.
**I am an awful human being.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

5 months down, 5 months to go?

I'm approaching my 5 month point on the 16th of this month and it feels crazy. On one hand it feels like I've been here for a long time. On the other hand the time has flown by. Right now it's looking like I'm about halfway done with my trip here. If I can make it to December financially, I'd love to be able to finish out my class semester and get back to everyone I love in time for Christmas.

At the moment I'm trying not to think too much about my trip home, but it's hard. I feel like I have one foot in Argentina and one foot stretching several thousands of miles all the way to the U.S. I'm afraid at some point I'll be in the splits completely and then fall into the Caribbean or something really silly. How do we learn to really enjoy the moments we have as best we can, while we have the moment. It's always easy to look back at something and think, oh yeah, that was awesome. But what about when you are physically in that moment of awesomeness? It's hard not to be thinking of some other shit you have to take care of later, or that email you have to send, or that class you have to plan for, etc. I'm working on it, and just like I always say, I will get there.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

some best friends

Sometimes things happen so fast that you don't enjoy and appreciate life as much as you should. Sometimes you get so sucked into your own life and your own issues that you don't notice blessings that are constantly happening around you.

For me, in the past 2 months or so those blessings have been some really amazing buddies who traveled over 5,000 miles to see me.

I've had a lot of crazy things happening down here, both good and bad (as life tends to go). And I'm so grateful that I have friends willing to travel to the ends of the erf to see me. These friends mean the world to me and I'm so happy to have them in my life.