I'm losing my edge... but i was THERE

I'm incredibly full right now. This was probably my first real created meal at the pensionato. Boiled up some tortellini and poured some tomato sauce on it. Considering the popularity of toasted ravioli I wonder if the same could be had for tortellini. Mix up some cheese tortellini and calamari for some real fun.

I can't really keep a room clean.

There was a work party last night. It was at a very nice house. They had little canoli's filled with potato salad instead of cream. A series of cheeses, breads, and wines. And potato and chicken salads. I ate my fill, two days in a row now. Hard as I tried to speak portuguese, most would rather speak English. And 3 months in I'm still about as awful.

I successfully mailed a letter, though, on Friday.

Thanksgiving was on Thursday. I celebrated by going grocery shopping. I decided I'd shop at a new market. This one is closer and a bit more comprehensive. However, they do not have any pre-packaged meat. This doesn't mean processed, rather, usually markets have sliced up some cold cuts and put 'em in plastic, same with cheeses. This has just the butcher. I'm doing good on pastas now, but should the fancy arrive, I think I'll write down the fraction and point. Also, I ate a chocolate cake, pretty much a whole chocolate cake in 2 days. It wasn't portillo's sized or anything, rather more like an entenmanns.

It appears I'm missing perhaps the best Hawks team of my lifetime, even though they got shut out last night. The circus trip is brutal on any number of hosts.

It really is summer here.

Two days ago whilst walking to work, it was raining. I have no umbrella because I forget every single trip that I make to the market to buy one. So anyways I'm walking to work in the rain, which happens about once a day, and listening to music. And so all the sudden to the right of me some guy rushes next to me and puts an umbrella over my head. For 4 blocks he just walks next to me so I can be under the umbrella. It's one of those nice things I can't see happening in the states. The resulting awkward thank you and half handshake-highfive, however, seem to follow me everywhere.

On Thanksgiving I had some especially awful internet. Which was inconvenient for the phone calls home. My brother asked if he could call my cell phone, but seeing as I have about $6 on it, I told them no. My father said "I'd like to think talking to your family is more important than your minutes," but the truth is, the process it takes to re-up for this chip, there isn't really anyone i'd recommend calling my phone.

Finally, I deleted Jay-Z's blueprint III. Pretty weak album. I don't even like the songs I thought I liked 3 mos. ago.