quinto elemento

¨Dad, you can`t imagine some of the crazy stuff that is offered in the classifieds here- even prostitutes auction themselves off in ads...¨ -silence- As soon as the words came out of my mouth they felt sour. Some things as funny or entertaining as they are to you in the moment, just aren´t as amusing to others. I have been hardcore looking for a job for the past 42 hours or so and am getting a bit nervous about not finding something to earn a bit of cash. It`s summer here so English lessons are pretty much over- that was my fallback if nothing else worked. Working at a call center I decided was not beneath me so I called a couple of places. When they, and every other sales, language, internet, international, and biotech company I`ve called told me that I needed a work permit I was floored. AHHHH!!!! Ok, so here I am, great place, fabulous city, beautiful people, perfect weather and broke. Broke as a joke, yup, that`s me. I`m going to check out the bartending scene or perhaps selling fresh baked cookies on the street- but if things don`t shape up and I won`t hesitate to move it on out to Uruguay. Montevideo has a beach... and from looking at a map you`d think that Buenos Aires does too- but it sure doesn´t. The closest beach is a good couple/few hours away, and from exploring Mar del Plata last week I wasn´t impressed. Dirty beaches, ice cold water, super windy daily sandstorms that pollute my contacts and far too many groups of young people chanting in the streets... I wonder what Uruguay holds. I may have to jump on a boat and explore what that land has to offer. Who knows, maybe there`s more of a demand for prostitutes there. A girl`s gotta make a buck.
Just kidding Dad :)

Today starts our last month of 2005, December- obviously the best of all months. My countdown starts now: in exactly 5 days I celebrate another birthday!!!! Feel free to send all love, money, gifts, flowers, and cake to 2723 San Luis, Buenos Aires