Friday, October 31st, 2008
Tonight the apparently torture-wanting parents are hosting a party at the open air reunion area for all the dressed-up apartment Cowboys and Sleeping Beauties. They taped a flyer to the inside of the elevator, complete with flowery script and happy pumpkins. Why they are doing this is a fact that escapes me. Three hours of [...]
Tuesday, October 14th, 2008
It’s been raining, wildy and erratically, for the past few days. Spaniards like to call this weather “gota fria”, or “cold drop”. No, it’s not raining cough medicine. My mother is non-chalant about this weather, but deep inside, in some secret subconcious part of her, I know she hates it. She’ll pull out flashlights and [...]
Saturday, August 30th, 2008
We wander around the house pantless. We eat on sofa cushions. We bite our dentists, scream at cars passing us in traffic, taunt the UPS guy. We take naps during the day, on the floor, like kindergarteners. We read during meals. We show contempt for silverware. We use pillows as sleds, staircases as snowy hills. [...]