statesmen & housekeepers

Things were a bit too fast this week. The days mostly consisted of my three-hour art class, designing for the yearbook, gym, reading (PD James and David Thoreau), and sorting mail with the sting of exhaustion from the previous night lasting until about 8pm the next day.

The nights were busier than the days since everyone wanted to hang out – it was like a ghetto highschool reunion of sorts. Sneaking around Jose’s neighborhood in Culter Ridge hiding from Yamile the psychobitch, Racing in Homestead at 3am with JHR (left my hat down there), Hialeah four times including Wal-Mart…Allahpattah (Boulevard), something similar to canal diving in deep Kendall (which I admit was stupid), keeping it immigrant in that weird Fountainbleu place by FIU, and of course, the Doral Wal-Mart after a quarry adventure (que shaving?).

Oh, and movies – “See No Evil” with Kristen, who is in London now, and “X-men” with Ivan, after a failed attempt at Sunset. The next day we hit up Calle Ocho and the black Dennys on US-1, but my favorite waitress wasn’t there. Damn.

My hard drive crashed so no laptop for the next few weeks. Let’s hope that translates into productivity.