i am supposed to be in Cuzalapa today. i am not. oh well. i think i'll go tomorrow, as there are a couple things i want to take care of first. meanwhile, life is much the same here, i'm just tying up a few loose ends before i go home and hanging out with my mexican posse as much as i can. quite admirably, Ernesto (my little, well, ok not so little, redhead) has resolved to teach me to play the guitar in the few weeks i have left. he's so wicked. right not i'm working on some exercises and a 3 chord song by 4 non-blondes. i've decided i have stubby, wimpy fingers, but am determined to persevere. i'm beginning to wonder if i want a guitar with me in germany. maybe i can just find myself a guitar playing boy there?? just kidding!
in all seriousness tho, i'm kinda bummed today due to the combined sadness of my impending departure, which will mean leaving a group of kickass people, and the fact that i will not be in toronto to witness the greatness that is george clinton and the p-funk allstars this weekend. *sniff* it's ok, you don't have to feel sorry for me, i think i've got it covered.