Ranting

Everything isn’t falling into place quite as easily as I would have liked it to. Part of it is my fault because I can’t give anyone an exact time on when I will be arriving. And half of the people I would ask to pick me up because I know they have wacko schedules don’t have email addresses. You ask me WHY? Well I don’t know, and the letter DDDD on my keyboard is sticking.

I am not handling the stress of all of this very well. I miss being able to drink heavily! I am going to miss Pablo so much it is making me an emotional wreck. I am a wreck anyways and this is making it worse.

Yesterday I had to buy some clothes, because I had nothing. And the sales lady made me want to cry. I know that I am pregnant and huge, but hijo le.

I have heartburn! I am trying to get some silver together to bring back with me to sale, so I might possibly have some extra spending money and I am still mostly on gringo time, when I want to do something, I want to do it. I don’t want to wait and wait and wait, and when everyone you are working with is working on Mexican time it can get frustrating.

OK I have to be done or I won’t ever stop, so I am going to go eat white bread with margarine. I am such a scumbag.

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