Two separate people today told me how much they still appreciate the work I did for them a long while ago. :) I love my job. 
03/28/08 *tap tap* Is this thing on?
Hi. Welcome back. Excuse the mess, this blog has been unattended for several months now, but now once again you get to enjoy a breathtaking display of literature by yours truly. Ok, it’s more like a few words coughed into my keyboard, which I’m hoping will make any sense, but I know they most likely would make all my english teachers curl into a ball and cry like newborns.
What better time than 4 in the morning to clear the cobwebs from the Wordpress backend and drop a few lines here, eh?. Specially since I have to be up in a few hours, and preferably not looking like I wish I was still in dreamland. But for some odd reason I felt the urge to bring this blog back from the dead now. I guess I’m just weird like that.
I spent last weekend (a long one, 4 days) in Chile. Holy mother of god was it a fun fun fun trip! Me and a friend spent two crazy days in the city of Valparaíso, where we partied with crazy hostel people from around the world (mostly north america really) and walked up ridiculously steep hills to see Pablo Neruda’s house. That cop wasn’t kidding when he said “but you want to take a cab up there!”. The remaining 2 days we spent in Santiago, where even more hills awaited us. We decided to walk up or down most of them. You’d think we were freaking masochists. But at least we also met a really nice fellow from New Zealand who just happened to be paragliding across south america. He and his fianceé were taking a friend for her first flight, and they asked us if we wanted to tag along. Hmm, let me think… DUH!!. I love that sort of crazy experiences.
I also got to introduce my friend to the Starbucks iced white chocolate mocha. We picked up two large ones (large as in really big, not as in the stupid Starbucks cup size names) at the airport, and I’m now thinking it may have been a bit too much, as we boarded the plane in a sugar-rush induced giggles fit. We were like stoned schoolgirls, only smellier and gnarlier and… nothing like schoolgirls really. This incident made my friend come up with the name Mocha loca, and you can imagine how much that silly thing made us laugh.
There are more pics on my Flickr, and there are some videos that I may use to bring the vlog back to life as well. Could you start seeing some more regular activity on this website? Maybe, just maybe…