ni hao, i managed to get it out. i spoke to the owner of the restaurante chino palacio oriental the other day and asked him, "ni shi zhongguo ren shenme difang de?" but today we spoke only in spanish. very weird for me. the first thing he told me was to elevate my arm a little more.
sevillan guys are polite and shy compared to the ones in the rest of andalucia. at least that's what it seems like after 6 months of living here. one struck up conversation about my hand tonight on the seawall (river-wall) and told me the same thing.
sling fell on the cockroach part of the floor while i was unloading groceries. i've washed that part of the floor a few times since i last saw one but the floor is just dirty... so i had to wash it and go around with a heavy arm. i feel like lazarus coem out of the tomb, it stinks and is dirty. except i can drop some oregano oil down it and poison everything in the vicinity, and smell like pizza.
besides the cast is broken now cause it's only plaster on the top. want to take it off myself but am tryignt ot stick it out till thurs
job advice from oscar: make a plan and then do it. ricardo: follow your dreams. why don't you try teaching flamenco in china? this makes me want to find out what other people think. i should start a survey. what recommendations do people have for me as far as what the heck to do.
drinking wine again en vez de vegetables and fruit. no queda none in the fridge.
i bought 3 liters of olive oil today. 1 for fryigns tuff and 2 for tostadas (using instead of butter - almost forgot tat butter exists)
ever tried doing anythin while your wrust is tied to a board? with one degree of freedom. can rotate onl8y at elbo, and hand is pretty much stuck too. tips of fingers can move, thm and forefiner.
my hand hurts and im goign to go read some of isabel allende before i sleep.
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