This can't be for real...

I'm still getting queries about the room for rent. Today I received this...

Hello there.

My name is Reby and I am 29 years old. I live in Texas
and am wanting to pick up from reality and just move.
I am a nurse here and have a roommate who is a nurse
and we just want a change in life. I should say for
the better. I have always wanted to just head out to a
peaceful area and now here's my chance. Can you please
email me some pictures and tell me a little more. I
have never done anything like this, but am willing to
pay upfront or however this might work. Thank you for
your time. Hope to hear from you soon.

Take care,
Reby

Is this for real? Could it be? I really don't think so... but then, WTF is it? I love the internet, too, but ... why do people do this?

Two nurses want to move to Mexico, D.F. just because they want a "change in life"? She wants to "head out to a peaceful area"? Wierd wierd wierd.

Sorry for the mess.

Dear D and G,

I am very sorry I left such a big mess in the living room and dining room tonight. You see, I was working all day on these muñequeras/wrist-cuffs that I am making.





Lo que pasa es que I have an interview with this girl tomorrow. She is the one in charge of accessories, for this Art and Design Fair-Bazaar thing. If all goes well, I will be in this bazaar next weekend, selling my goods.

I don´t have very many made right now, so I spent all day making some to take to show the girl. It is now very very late, and I have made alot, but I don't really feel like cleaning up.



I'm sorry for being such a bad roomie, but I promise when I'm making lots of $$$$ off my accessories or whatever, that I will remember you guys and give pretty things to your wives/girlfriends/daughters. I also promise to clean up my shit when I get home tomorrow.

Love,
Victoria

New Fish on the Hook

I have an ad on Match.com. I've received many responses over the past 4 months, but since I'm a picky bitch(and since over two-thirds of the interested fellows are 40+ or don't have fotos, I haven't responded back.

Of the few that I dared respond back to, many of them never answered me. I was left wondering... Okay, you liked me, but I wrote you back, and ... now you don't like me? Or your wife found out about your interet dating?

I was corresponding with one, for about a month. We exchanged several, longish letters, talked on the phone for AT LEAST an hour and a half 3 times before we met. He was coming on strong, saying lovely things like how sweet I must be, and how he really likes this about me, blah blah blah.

Our first phone conversation he even dared to say "Wow... we know so much about each other...!" I was like, um, no, we don't. That was a signal.

We met, had food and coffee, and he sent me on my way, with a "We'll be in touch" I was disappointed, and totally annoyed. Of course, I haven't heard from him since, and he can take his Phd'd-35-year-old-talks-about-ex-too-much self and go suck on an egg.

However, someone new is interested in getting to know me. I actually wrote him first, and he responded enthusiatically. Here's a little excerpt from his most recent email:

"Me encanta tu manera de expresarte, y tus intereses son tan similares a los míos... si tú quieres, me encantaría conocerte más. Escríbeme pronto para contarme más de tí, si?"

Blues guitar is his passion, he studied drawing, painting, philosophy, theology... ah, but for family reasons, he studied medicine. Wow.

Online Dating Rule #1: Don't fall in love (or even get interested!) with the virtual person. You have to meet and see if there's chemistry.

So, I'm going to suggest in my next letter that we just cut to the quick, and meet.

Everything is in order...

Well, I guess so. I have a new roomate...! He is nice, and chatty, and very very busy. He moved in tonight, and we ate dinner and talked. I am pleased.


The tail end of the new metro trains. I get so excited when I see one!!!

My Tuesday and Thursday classes have been cancelled this week, so I've been going to bed very late. It's nice, but I suppose I'll pay next week. I'm afraid I´ve had a boring week so far...

I got my fair share of romance and adventure last Sunday, with my PEN, but for once in my life I'm NOT going to kiss and tell. That one foto is all you get.


I see this bomb by my T-W-TH class in Toreo. I like it. This billboard is right above a pedestrian bridge, and I cross the whole length of the bridge looking at it.


Regina is my friend's cat.

She is a princess cat, she runs and sniffs, and gets scaredy-cat for nothing, and she will bite me if I provoke her. I love Regina, and I think I may get a cat soon. I miss cats.

How I Made My Favicon!

1. First I took a picture of my favorite T-shirt.



2. Then I cropped it down to a perfect square.



3. Then I adjusted the color/contrast/gamma whatever till I got this.



4. Then I uploaded the image to these people and they send me a zip file of my icon.

5. Then I searched for a free hosting service that supports .ico images (the hosting service I use doesn't)to find someone who does. Then I upload my .ico to them.

6. Then I insert the location into the code shown here, and drop that into my template as instructed.

7. Then I waited anxiously, since I have no idea what I'm doing and figure I did it wrong anyway... and then after about 5 minutes I was rewarded with this baby: Yay!!!

Roomate on Vacation

Three reasons why being alone in the house is not so bad...



I can get hot and heavy in the living room(or any other room!) without having to worry about unexpected arrival of/waking up the roomate.



I get to let my undies dry on the banister rail instead of hanging them upstairs on the clothesline.



I can sleep with the phone.

This is especially important because I'm not working alot right now, so I can sleep in. And naturally, people do call before I get up, but this way, I can handle the call, and go back to sleep, with minimum movement/disturbance.

Hmm... 2 out of 3 of my reasons seemed to be based on FLOJERA. Lazy, lazy girl.

Bookmark Me Now!!!

Okay, I just spent like 3 hours searching and searching for WTF that little icon is that shows up on my bookmarks, and how to get it. This is it. It´s called a favicon. Ta DAA!

Mi Peor Es Nada...

Hmm... *yawn* ...Saw The Guy yesterday(and this morning). For the moment, everything is cool. Yes, he was calling me for the right reason.

He likes my camera alot.

I'm going get more coffee now.

La Roma

Last week I went with my friend, who lives in the Roma. We went to go eat, and we walked about 20 minutes to get where we wanted to go. It was late after noon, so there was this magic in the air, smoky light, sharp contrast, all with the dusty, sleepy feeling that whispers to you: time for a siesta!

We were more hungry than sleep, however. I took some pictures along the walk.

The Roma is full of all these beautiful old buildings.



Some are in better shape than others.



Scary dog watching us from the comfort of his doghouse. He didn't seem to mind the closeup though.



I love patios, and secret courtyards. Passing by these buildings, I can't resist peering in, to see what is hidden from the outside world.

All Alone

Well, I'm all alone in my house, and I'm acting like it. I can walk around semi- clothed, I can play music loudly and not have to take anyone else into consideration, and I can be a slob. Ughh.. it's amazing how one can deteriorate so quickly and completely...

But today I'm working. I have gotten myself involved in some things, and I have to sew sew sew. And daylight hours really provide the best light. So I'm trying to knock some stuff out.

I'm helping a friend of mine, who's making clothes inspired by and as a tribute to Pita Amor. At the moment, I'm sewing beads onto the bottom of a skirt, "Yo soy bonita cuando quiero y fea cuando debo", words of Pita. I don't know much about her, but apparently she was quite outrageous.


Of course, I think I have bit off more than I can chew, just because this is a bigger project than my wrist cuffs... I mean, this is ALOT of sewing, toooo many stiches.

But hey! The plan is to get this stuff in some fashion magazines, so ... who knows, with a little luck, I may doing more creative work, AND getting paid for it! Strange things can happen... especially here in México, as I become accustomed to.

I'm also trying to produce more wrist cuffs, since I still may get into Fusion, this art and design bazaar that happens every two months. I just sent my information in, after being informed that this week was the last week to be interviewed. They haven't contacted me yet... either it's too late, or it's not really a big deal. I don't know though, so I am frantically trying to produce some stuff! I have about two weeks before the bazaar.

I think it's best to get in, even if I only have a little bit of stuff. Then I'm in, and I'll have 2 more months to prepare for the next one.

I'm restless... it´s a beautiful day and I'm so tired of seed beads.

I made nopalitos with lowfat queso manchego for lunch. I think after I do this... oh, yeah, and wash dishes(!!!!) I will leave the house for awhile.

Also, the guy has been on my mind. He was really rude to me last week, so I left in a huff. And he's called me like 2 or 3 times this week, but I haven't been home. I'm annoyed, yet pleased that he's calling.

I'm just going to be really mean to him when he calls. Grrr.

Nothing to say.

All Good Things Must Come to an End

Last night we went out with the new roomate, for some goodbye drinks, since he is moving out.

We had a nice little time. I happily drank my new drink discovery: vodka and GRAPE juice, and the guys tried various things off the specialty menu, concoctions with names like "Caribbean Romance" and "Shady Lady".

We went to a cozy bar in the Condesa by the name of Barney's.




Then we hustled back to catch the Metro by midnight. Having a good buzz and riding the last train of the night, with friends, is a Mexico City experience that should not be missed.


I don't know who this girl is, but I caught her throwing a kiss or something.

Being a landlord sucks... !

Well, I rent a house, and I've furnished the spare bedrooms, and I rent them out to other people, and so I make a little bisnes and it really helps cut down on the bills. It´s not always so easy though.

Like this girl I saw last week. She had emailed me like 3 times, urgently asking about the room. We meet, she seems really interested, and tells me she really wants the room. Of course, she didn´t bring the deposit money, but we agree to meet up soon to do the deal and exchange the cash.

I didn't even like her. I figured I would learn to love her, and she probably wasn't as horribly insecure as I thought, and I figured she needed the room, and I need the money, so it's all good.

My roomate who is leaving found something right away, so I email the girl, asking if she would like to move early, for less than half a month's rent. She emails me today:

Hi Victoria --

I was going to email you today -- strange timing. I am sorry to do this, but a house-sitting gig fell into my lap over the weekend, and we just finalized the details today. I just can't pass up a free place to live -- but I am very sorry to drop you like this. I know that it is a pain in the ass -- especially now that your roommate is leaving early.

Again, I am sorry. I hope that someone else turns up soon!
Sally.

Yes, Sally... what strange timing! It must have been destiny! Thanks for being sorry... that makes me feel a helluva lot better. Sensitive and hearfelt. Grrrr...

Recycled Memories

I don't have anything new at the moment... but since I've just made the switch from one blog-thing to this blog-thing, and I have several posts on the original one... well, I thought I'd just recycle. I'm not going to share my original blog-thing, just pull the entries I was more pleased with.

Like for example, the day I went to the Lagunilla with the guy I'm seeing. The Lagunilla is a tianguis (swap-meet) that's on Sundays. Alot of people go there to shop, and some people just go there to party.

Secret worlds were also revealed to me.

I met some people he knows, including this girl. She seems really cool, and we are pleased to realize we live 5 minutes from each other.


In Mexico City, meeting someone out of the blue who lives in your colonia is like destiny. Well, it felt like that, since her I really hit it off. We got to talking, and after a bit, she asked me if I had to go to the bathroom. after so much beer, I was dying to go. She takes me through the bustle and noise of the tianguis through this big metal door.

On the other side is silence, peace and dust. We have to pay 5 pesos each to this guy who guards the place, and she takes me up a staircase. She explains to me that the buildings we are looking at are some of the oldest neighborhoods in DF, and that most of them here are now used for storage for the tianguis. I am enchanted.

I am this book....

You're One Hundred Years of Solitude!

by Gabriel Garcia Marquez


Lonely and struggling, you've been around for a very long time. Conflict has filled most of your life and torn apart nearly everyone you know. Yet there is something majestic and even epic about your presence in the world. You love life all the more for having seen its decimation. After all, it takes a village.


Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

I'm sorry to post this quiz, but at least it goes to show there are some interesting ones out there.