Galileo Galilei

A couple of days ago I wrote a lengthy diatribe about the difficulties I was having finding a room. The me of this past Saturday was angry, fed up, and ready to drop dollars on a studio knowing the lease would be broken, or, far worse stay in the toy room at home. I recant….

Roommate Rant #4: A Picture’s Worth 1000 Words

I woke up early, ready to prep my cafe and desayuno and go for a stroll and this crisp autumn morning. I knew that Laverne and Shirley had been having a Be-In last night (Bob Marley all night long) but they quieted down pretty early so I assumed the damage would be minimal. I was…

Roommate Rant #3: The Invasion of the Chapulines!

While I may do a lot of complaining, I do try to be more than just talk. I am a firm believer in reaching for dreams, being a go-getter, generally jumping through hoops to fulfill farfetched fantasies. Last weekend, the BF and I decided to take a “romantic” stroll up to the Iglesia de los…

Roommate Rant #1: How Gross is Too Gross?

Some people may argue that when you have a group of people living in a given area, dirtiness is inevitable. This is utterly false. The cleanliness of a space is 100% dependent on the people residing in it. For example, my family of six lived in a normal-sized house and, while occasionally four kids worth…

Roommate Rant #1: Introduction

Everyone is different. We are all blessed with different physical attributes, thought patterns, predispositions to fatal diseases, and quirks. As a “city person,” I generally tend to accept these unique traits as part of the beauty of living in a metropolis. Additionally, in a metropolis, the average youngster is not earning enough money to live…

It’s Not the Heat, It’s the Fucking Transfers

My average work day has me stumbling out my front door by 7 am and hobbling back in around 11 pm. 5 to six of these 16 hours are actually spent disseminating English into the minds of my students; the other 11 waft away in transit and Starbucks, the occasional run back home to shower,…