“That’s good luck,” is what people who never get pooped on by birds will tell you about getting pooped on by birds. I will not tell you this, as I get pooped on by birds more frequently than anyone I know and more frequently ...Read More

Almost everyone I’ve ever dated has said something along the lines of “I thought about getting you flowers but they just die so I didn’t.” What a bold thing for a mere mortal to say! You, human, are going to die one day too; ...Read More

This past July, for the first time ever, I left Madrid for the summer with a return ticket for September in hand. I knew, for once, that I was definitely heading back to Spain. But I wasn’t entirely sure where. After two years of ...Read More

It’s no secret that in my most recent writings, my feelings toward Spain have been lukewarm at best, disheartened at worst. My year and a half back living in Madrid has been a period of near-constant drama and transition, leaving many friends and family back ...Read More

If timing is everything then, according to the law of syllogism, I am bad at everything. I have a knack for getting myself involved in important things just before I’m about to leave town. And I’m almost always about to leave town. The important ...Read More

What a year! When I briefly look back on this year, my gut wrenches a bit and I think to myself It’s not funny now but I’ll drink about it later. Alright, so my low tolerance/ keenness for alcohol not to mention my trademark ...Read More

I’m makin’ strides to beef up this blogthing! As you can perhaps tell by the mess that is my current blog, I recently switched from hosting my blog with wordpress.com to self-hosting it. For those who are not blog-savvy, that means that I now ...Read More