Ok, so this made me laugh for a long time.

You know what didn't make me laugh? The movie "The Reader" which I saw last night at the VIP theater right here in Mexico D.F. They suck at the VIP thing...we had our wine and popcorn and they never came back to ask us if we wanted more. Don't they know us gringos need a glass of wine in hand in order to get through a really long movie about morality? Geez,

I'm having a hard time deciding if I should move out of my current bachelor pad and into my friend's other bachelor pad because it's cheaper. I already painted a big feminist purple triangle on my current wall (subconsciously fighting back against the excess Yang energy). Money is such a bitch. My friend got laid off from his big fancy ad agency in new york and now he collects unemployment--which is almost double what I'm making right now. I started making my own smoothies at home to try and cut back, but I just can't get it like the street vendors get it. I also haven't bought a single item of clothing (shoes included) since I moved here. I know, I know, I'm proud of me too.