In heaps of dirt and sparkling light:
Writing from and about mountains, metropoli, and everything in between.
So it's been quite the home-coming to Puebla, pun intended. Though even after over a year of being in a relationship I remain a staunch supporter of single life and a firm opposed of people under thirty being in serious liaisons, there is something to be said for having a penis at your constant disposal,... Continue Reading →
The last few weeks have been devoted to figuring out, What's the issue? My job? The country? Homesickness? Cash flow problems? MY "IN-LAWS"? The Virgin of Guadalupe BS? My semi-long-distance relationship? My inability to eat vegetables or exercise or stop smoking? Yes, it's been a psycho-emotioneo-spiritu-ofessional trajectory this here disturbingly warm November. With the long... Continue Reading →
(NB: I usually try to have some rhyme, reason, rhythm, or rationale to these posts, but this is just a hardcore cathartic rant. Read at own risk.) It is now Tuesday, the 15th of November, 2011. I started working on Monday, July 4th, 2011. The fact that the job began on a day I would... Continue Reading →
There have been two times in my life that I've been certain I was going to die. One was on an airplane, and I was having a graphic and realistic dream in which I was in an airplane and it was going to crash. It was to be a crash into the ocean, which was... Continue Reading →
I've had a pretty good week. My commutes weren't too traumatic save for a whole bunch of blood on the 2 train and a guy following me asking my name in Tacubaya (at least he was using "usted"), my outfits were well-planned and conducive to positive emotions and a regulated body temperature while teaching, and... Continue Reading →
So I'm attempting to be writerly and post one post per day for the entire month of September provided I remember, as my posting tendencies have a tendency to be saturated and surly like a sponge doll with a bad attitude come to life from a spell. Spelling is of top priority and I give... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
About a year and a half ago I was in a cab crossing 23rd Street with two friends. We were mildly merry and chatting quite freely about fisting or oral, something in the V area, puctuating the disourse with the obligatory shrieks and squeals associated with drunk damsels discussing dirtily. Our cab driver drove stoically... Continue Reading →
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,... Continue Reading →
