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Yesterday Vlad and I went to the pool for a few hours. We were coming back up to the apartment in the elevator. We shared it with a mom, dad and two little kids. One boy and one girl. The girl was about four. After a few seconds of riding in relative silence, she walked [...]

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Why my last riveting entry disappeared is and internet mystery that probably won’t be solved. It’s too bad too because it was way interesting. All about sickness, pain, doctors, medicine, decrepedness. It was like a really exciting episode of the Golden Girls.
So I’ll just skip all that and happily report to you that I’m [...]

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I am tired of this sickness. Enough already.

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Sickness is really begining to wear me down. Today my strategy is to knock myself out. I have been drinking nyqul like water, eating cough drops by the bag full and have taken two ill gotten valiums. I just want to sleep and let my body fix itself.
take my mind of this. Tell me something [...]

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I’ve gotten my voice back but am coughing a dry hacking cough that is starting to explode the blood vessels in the front of my head, feels like razor blades in my throat and I think is going to make it difficult to sleep if it goes on.
I’ve continued on my rehabilitation schedule of [...]

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I am mute. It’s irritating but also somewhat relaxing. I need to somehow bring this sense of contented complacency to my non sick life. My throat doesn’t hurt much, but I’m pretty wiped out. Tomorrow is day four of being sick, I think the last one.
That is all to report from the white, puffy bed.

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I’m back in the Vegas, white puffy bed. I’ve lost my voice, have a sore throat and may have coughed up at least one lung this morning. I figure, it will just take a few more countries and I’ll be immune to almost anything.
On the upside, this gives me an actual reason to be [...]

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I’m in San Diego, leaving for Vegas in a few hours.
I’m glad I was out of the country for Paris’ struggle. I didn’t even really know anything was going on.
So was it/is it one of those things like OJ when ten years from now I can say, oh, “Yeah, I remember that. I was [...]

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Spanish r’s make my American tounge hurt.

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I’m sitting on the couch listening to Cat Power missing my husband madly. I’m leaving for SD tomorrow morning early. I’m going to try for dawn, but that might be a bit lofty of a goal.
Yesterday, more Beer Fest. Today, Futbol at the sportsbar. Beer and sports? I need to get back to San Diego [...]

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It’s ten thirty and I’m finally awake. It was nice to sleep in afer a week of getting up at 7 am. Last night we stayed out late for Beer Fest. Since I’m not that fond of beer, the fest was interesting only for a little while. We ate Japanese fast food and drank different [...]

Barney

Barney Originally uploaded by cindigodotcom.
hello my name is Barney I live in Ensenada and this picture was taken at josh’s huse and that is his really cool bong named ultrababy in the center table made or tornasol glass
cheers josh
As you can see, many of the things that I’m learning in [...]

the baseball gang

the baseball gang Originally uploaded by cindigodotcom.
Before I started posting pictures of Ensenada, I thought I’d post this. It was taken on a typical day of betting baseball in the mobile unit that we like to call the Honda Element. Before I left, doing a bunch of this and then eating a buffet at the [...]

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By the way mis amigos, my AIM is cindigodotcom. Talk to me my peeps. I miss my Amerciano cell phone.

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Spanish school is a little like boot camp. At least for the last half of the day. It’s like good cop bad cop. In the morning the teacher speaks slowly and writes things on the wipey board. In the afternoon it’s high speed spanish, with no english to help. The questions are repeated over with [...]

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I’m in Ensenada Mexico. I’m not getting my email, so if your sending it, I’m not seeing it. I’m having a great time. I’m going to get some fish tacos and write more later.