ive been recieving a lot of emails--- concerning emails. some good some bad some that feel like a train is runnning over my balls. but none the less, regardless of what youre saying, who ever you may be, and all of you, i think its enough to fill you up with a quick update of the wide eyed occurrences of my life:
living with zec and tati. they have a real nice flat. all the furniture was included in their building and theres this big garden with a wood shack which has a washer and the other day i learned how to use it rejuvenating my colors and darks. i ussually try to keep tidy and am not doing extremely horribly. i keep my folded clothes on an iron bored right next to the dining room table with the huge hovered lamp and i sometimes imagine it to be hungry. during october ill have to watch the cat. i use to be really allergic to it until i went to the pharmacy saying "tengo allegisias a los gatos. necessito una pildoras." check SP. i suck.
and now its ok. i worked in dubliners for one day. one day because i wa s getting paid three euros an hour waitressing my ass off from 7- 4am. i went to the owner asking for my rights and he let me go. that was my first practical ending. asides from that ive been sending and resending my cv to a million places. but nothing happens getting me up there in shit. out of every one hundredth person, when handing out flyers, atleast three will be interested. self motivation, so to speak. speaking of a new plan.
now that jason wants out in our plans for the future i am forced to be self assuring. sure, this is what i wanted but its like ordering the best thing on the menu, eating it, and realizing that you wanted something else.
last night me adn arriba went to see the new woody movie and after went to our favorite place. which could or couldnt be. maybe it isnt ii think its top five. we talked about the differences between now and then and carried on with a fight on repetition in language and how im not into anything but the chinese spaghetti sold always on gran via. the day before that was ochos wednesday annual party at nells. i always hate these things becuase the rap music bleeds into my ears reminding me of the times we would listen to fabolous and ashanti while dreaming in your bed. but a job is ajob and its m y duty to get foreigners in and to get forigners in and a cycle reminding me of recycling. earlier before that i went to a real madrid match. them winning 7-1 and sure i really didnt care about football. but this time i felt like i wa s back home in the giants stadium with arlo and jakob. the best thing about it was i was with this real overwhelmingly posh bunch who wore things you wouldnt believe and got seated in the vip section receiving free drinks tapas and a glass of champagne after the wining. i wore the wrist bracelet for two days having to show it off.
mom wants me to move to london, thinking that itll be stabler for me if i were to recieve guidence from her good friend joel. also she thinks hes perfect for me as he is developed around the creative fields i drive from. im thinking yes. i wouldn't mind another change. maybe like the movie its me who also doesnt know what she wants and instead its that i know what i dont. i know that i have to keep moving. the second i feel relaxed the second something goes wrong. im tired of thinking about today. its better to think about tomorrow.
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