Returning

Calle Bravo Murillo

From the point of conception

til the final drive

the point of departure

is not to arrive

-Rush

Poor poor, pitiful me.

Poor poor, pitiful me.

These young girls won't let me be

Lord have mercy on me

-Warren Zevon

The Chaos Sisters have come and gone and Madrid is all the better
for it. They got around like champs.

Last night the got to the Mural Bar, the infamous local, for a small
wedding reception with the flatmates.

I have been teaching my ass off. Literally, because I have also lost
some weight. Walking my ass off too. My beer belly is just a
shadow of its former shadow. Que Bien!

Mel and Jan also made a Shepards Pie on Tues that was to die for.

Hear you are all getting a Noreaster. All the Best. I don't miss
those fucking things, although a lot of snow is always fun. And I'm
a teacher now, so let it snow!!!! We are not going to get any snow
days in Madrid, methinks.

I worked 5 extra hours today - I got paid to eat lunch and talk with
this guy! And then 3 extra tomorrow (Sabado). And then an extra
10 hours next week. Yeah!!!!

Well, here's a Maria story. I know you all love these.

I was helping her translate some bullshit about Pakistan for some
mind numbing report she had due. I finally found something useful
and she leaned over to see the computer screen. A few minutes
later I felt her leaning on me. I thought, "Oh isn't that cute." Then I
felt it was her rack. I was like "Fucking hell!" The teacher-student
is a sacred relationship. I carefully leaned forward and extracted
my back from her boobs. Oi! These youngs girls won't let me be!
I am just a Jedi Knight trying to get by in this big, crazy ,mixed up
world.

Did I tell you this one yet? I can't remember. It's been a loco week
with going out with the gals and working so much.

I finally picked my Jedi Master name: Obi Juan.

What else did we do- I ate a lot of paella- oh yeah.
That's all, folks. Enjoy the

I dont want anybody else

When I think about you I touch myself

-the Divinyls