Happy New Year Text Message

I got a really nice text message at about 2 a.m. on New Year's Eve/Day. I have no idea who it's from (yes, I could text the person back at the number given on the phone, but I kind of like not knowing).

Here is it in Spanish:
Que la lluvia de la felicidad te encuentre con el paraguas roto, te moje hasta los huesos y salpique a toda la gente a la que quieres. FELIZ AÑO! T deseo lo mejor!

Translated:
Here's to the rain of happiness finding you with a your umbrella broken, soaking you to the bones, and splashing on all the people you love. HAPPY NEW YEAR! I wish you the best!

I thought it was sweet and poetic (for a text message, anyway). I hope it's not from a random student that has a crush on me.

Happy New Year!

Back in Tarragona now. Had a great time in Barcelona with my family. Ate lots of tasty food and had not one, but TWO delicious steaks! (A good steak is hard to find in Spain.) Saw the sights (not a lot that I hadn't seen already), blah blah blah. Good to be back home, mainly because I have internet access here. It's safe to say that my interweb addiction is pretty large. I didn't even know that Saddam was executed! It's like without the internet, I live in a media vacuum. This must have to do also with the fact that I've pretty much completely stopped watching TV here since it's generally not very good.
I did discover though that they show porn (penetrative and everything!) on regular TV stations after midnight. It was kind of nuts. I know Americans are all uptight about that kind of stuff (which I think is exaggerated), but twelve a.m. is not that late and it seems weird that a kid can turn on the TV and see a man slapping a woman's face with his penis. Maybe it's just me?
I was just trying to think of a funny story from Barcelona to tell you all and the first one that came to mind is this: I was sitting on the corner of the street we were staying on, waiting for my mom when my dad said, "Check out this guy walking up." So I look and there is a man, probably in his 70s, walking down the street totally naked. Well, naked except for the fact that his butt is tattooed black and his front was reddish (I don't know if that part was tattooed or not) and his foreskin was pierced. Oh yeah, he was wearing shoes and socks too. It was probably around 10 or 11 a.m. As if that wasn't hysterical enough, there was a group of about 15 giggling girls following him/gawking. It was like he had his own little parade. It's the kind of thing a totally insane man would do, but he seemed pretty relaxed and not-crazy. I didn't have enough time to get a picture...sorry!
More later when I think of something interesting.

It's Way Too Early

It's 6:13 a.m. I'm about to shut my computer down and may not have internet access for an entire week, so probably no more blog posts. But after that, I can promise at least one interesting post. You see, I'm about to meet my parents and brother for our little New Year's vacation. There's always something to talk about after we all get together....
Happy New Year!

The Jasons are Awesome

For those of you who don't know me, I have two very dear friends, both named Jason. Even those who do know me may not know about the long string of Jasons in my life (all the previous ones marking interesting firsts). These Jasons aren't really first anythings, but they are BY FAR the best Jasons. They have done A LOT to make me feel loved and missed while I'm here and that means SOOOOOOOOOOO much to me (this is a very emphatic post). Just this morning, I received the best care package ever. It showed a lot of thought and they got it just right! Let me share with you the contents:
* Vanity Fair (MY FAVORITE MAGAZINE): 2 issues, one with (hott) George Clooney on the cover and the other with a wet Brad Pitt!!!
* Vogue: on the cover, Cate Blanchett, which some of you might remember as one of my top 7 celebrity crushes
* Alon's chocolate chip pecan cookies (MY FAVORITE!): I have not yet decided if I'm going to share these at the Christmas potluck I'm going to, but at the rate I'm eating them, signs point to No.
* Cholula hot sauce (MY FAVORITE): they only have Tabasco here, which is probably my least favorite
* Crushed red pepper flakes: also non-existent here and essential.
*Pink flannel pajamas with monkeys on them: I am totally not making up the fact that just yesterday, I was thinking I should get some flannel pjs and then decided against them because I thought I couldn't afford them. These are way cuter than the ones I was eyeing.
*Weeds (season 1) and Romy and Michele's High School Reunion: MUCH needed entertainment.

So thank you boys. As my mother would say, "I feel rich." I'm so happy. Opening that package totally made me cry by the way. I love you!

I AM ALMOST 30

I'm kind of ambivalent about it. If I look back on my life, I've seen a lot and experienced a lot, so that's good. If I look at the current state of my life, it's a little more depressing. In order to not be such a downer though, I'm trying to think of it as a stepping stone.

As far as being officially old, well that I'm pretty fine with. The 20s are filled with a lot of stupidity and though I doubt that's disappearing entirely, it's good to have the majority of it behind me. So I guess all in all, I'm cool with it. See, one of the good things about getting older (for me anyway) is caring less about superficial stuff. And age, for the most part, is superficial. So bring it on. Come on 30, I dare you.