Thursday, June 30, 2005

Adios Muchachos

I am so screwed. I know like five words in Spanish. I really hope most people know some English down there. And yes, that does make me a stupid American. What? I took German!

It is shameful that I just now thought about a possible language barrier, though. Hmm. It shouldn't be too big a problem, I don't really plan on spending much time conversing with people. My plans include liquor, a stretch of sand, and wet feet.

Well, I am off in about 20 minutes. This is the last you'll hear of me for at the very least six days, at the very most eleven. It'll presumably be somewhere in between that. Once I am back and bored I'll probably stumble on here to say hello. I'd imagine. Or I'll die in a feiry plane crash... ah, I was wondering when the flying-phobia would rear its head. Hello, flying-phobia! Meet my friend, zonk-out pill! Die, beeyatch!

Er, yeah. Great note to leave this on, that.

Happy Fourth to all! Celebrate the old fashioned way, by blowing shit up and eating a lot! This is America, after all!

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