Wednesday, October 31, 2007

As promised, another blog you won't read...

It's been a busy few months. I passed my Hebrew Exam, finally managing to graduate, only to return to New York and find I no longer had a job. Yes, Success Magazine failed. Cue bad and overly obvious jokes here. Still, there is an upside: When I went to pick up my things at the apartment of my former boss, David (also suddenly unemployed) a few too many drinks and a bit too much freedom resulted in what should have been a short-term fling, but what has become something long-term. And unfortunately long-distance. David is returning home to Scotland.

What will happen I cannot say, but for now we'll have a phone relationship and I have taken this opportunity to go abroad yet again. Destination: Argentina.

I have been a week in Buenos Aires, and after many requests (many being three: Luise, Shannon, and Olivia to be exact) have decided it is time to satisfy the curiosity of the small but devoted group of people who apparently care whether I live or die in South America. Noticeably absent from this group, if you hadn't noticed, would be my parents, who, satisfied upon hearing of my safe landing, proceeded to not write me a single email after the first day. And it's not like they're on Facebook so they can see my clever status updates. Clearly there can be no explanation other than their indifference. I invite them to refute this position. Preferably with multiple emails/comments/phone calls to the contrary. A deposit in my USbank account would also be acceptable. But I digress.

So, yes, I am living with two born again lesbians and a somewhat mentally ill cat in the Orthodox Jewish quarter of Buenos Aires. If you don't know how I came to be here, it's because I got fired. So I'm gonna write a book. Which for obvious reasons is much easier, or at least cheaper and more artistic, if one is living in a foreign country. So here I am.

I forgot to bring a camera, which to me is tantamount to a crisis. So I bought a cheap camera that requires me to use (gulp) actual film. As in the stuff you used to have to unroll on the little spool in the camera and then wind up. As in the stuff that takes a limited number of pictures that you can't even actually see. It's horrible. Last night I had a houseful of homosexuals over for Taco Tuesday, an event that practically screams for pictures, and I don't even know if any of them will turn out!

Anyway, today I went to Chabad of BA to find out where to go for Shabbat services on Friday, and tonight I'm off to try and see me some of that fancy tango. I love trying new things because you never know when you're gonna stumble onto your genius, and I have a feeling that I might just be gifted at the Tango. I'll let you know.


Bex said...

Shannon says you couldn't post comments, so I am trying it out to see if it is true, or if she is just technologically inferior to me. Likely a bit of both.

Anonymous said...

Hi, Becca-bye. I read your blog. How do I get on face-page, or whatever it is? I miss you so much. Love, Mom