Guess Who?

My god friends, I almost didn't make it.

One entire month later (!) I finally got a phone and internet service in my very posh Santiago apartment. By now, no one reads this damn thing anymore, but I'll be damned if I give up on it.

As it happes, I have many many things to tell. One of those things is that I HATE the phone company, but you already knew that. Another is that since the last time I wrote on this blog Abigail Salas has come and gone. She left just yesterday and as predicted, many a good time was had and many a laughable adventure occured, including us nicknaming one of my doormen "cherub" and everyone in the city of Valparaiso thinking we were two big lesbos (more on that soon). Either way, there are stories to tell and dirty laundry to air out and an occassional picture. And now that I have internet again I'll be posting regularly (promise).

Also, the guy who sells ham near my apartment does not ask me how much ham I want in weight but rather how many slices I want and I truly kind of want to marry him. Although he's a happily married man and Abby is a slut and totally flirted with him. Shameless.

- E

This picture kind of sums up the whole thing. Missing that bastard already.