Friday, January 14, 2005
jet-setting, poverty style
In continuation of the justified ridiculousness that has become my life, I decided--and very skillfully, if I do say so myself, persuaded my mother--that since my sister is in Chile for a year and has three months off school and no travel buddy, and since I have no commitments right now, and since I have a flight back to New York City in a week (return leg of my trip home) that I wasn't going to use, and since flights to South America from New York City are really cheap (relatively speaking) right now, and since my sister offered to pay half, and since playing Bob Vila around here will earn me my half, and since I have a little cash somehow by the grace of God, and since I need to go back to the East Cost to find a real job anyway, that it makes all the sense in the world for me to go to Santiago right now. Nevermind the fact that my credit card debt is astronomical and I have no source of income or official place of residence and if I fuck up again my dad will probably disown me. So anyway, on Wednesday I fly to New York where I will tackle Perplexa and the very busy Drone as soon as I hunt them down, and then on Thursday it's off to Santiago for two weeks, with some time in the cheap and meaty Buenos Aires. This will be by far my most exotic trip ever (after the high school marching band trip to the oh-so-adventurous Atlantis Resort ["As seen on TV!"] in the Bahamas,) and I am very excited. Let's just hope I can gain some semblance of responsibility when I return and realize once and for all that I am not, in fact, wealthy enough to buy $300 sweaters and $70 bikini waxes. Or really, for that matter, $60 sweaters and $20 bikini waxes. *Sigh* Fucking razorburn.
5 comments:
Wait! I'm confused. Are you moving back to New York already post South American journey? What's going on? This is all happening way to quick for me.
yeah it's happening too fast for me too. but that's the way i operate i guess. yeah i'm leaving wisco. hoping to find employment upon my return in ithaca or boston. until that time, i will be living in van down by the river. or, more likely, a cardboard box on a sidewalk outside of port authority.
Wow. You lucky girl.
My friends went to Argentina for a year to bum around. All they did was send me pictures of steak, with little notes saying how good they were and how cheap. I was so jealous.
COME TO ITHACA! you'll have a one-bedroom virtually all to yourself! i'm failing out of law school (no joke)! visit any time! - ellen
you can have my job! I'm miserable and lonely in the 'burbs of Jersey and my only friend in town is my visa card..... we frequently rendezvous after school when my 9th grade shits have driven me to yet another retail therapy binge... so i'm employed but i'm still broke!
At least you know where to get a good deal on haircuts....
sasha
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