It's been a while since I wrote and since my partner in crime is completely ignoring this thing (Classic Conor) I will try and update all two of you (parents) on our lives.
Hair Growth: I have recently decided to grow out my hair. Facially, heady? pubicly (not really thats gross; ok I did it once but that was a dark time in my life, but very liberating). Currently I am at like a 6 on the pedophile stache rating. Not sure if growing it out more is gonna make that number go up or down. My jew fro rating is at like a 7 if I really puff it up. I have had it this long in the past but I am really considering growing it out really long, just out of curiosity. As I recently broke up with my girlfriend, I decided changing things up a bit might give me a fresh start. I bought extremely over priced Giorgio Armani glasses and started growing gross facial hair. Not sure how that classifies as a fresh start but it signified something. Whether or not its a downward spiral I am not really sure.
As they say here in Spain "No pasa nada." A rough translation: "Who gives a fuck right?" I think that might be my approach to Spain for these last two very short months. Not in terms of school though, relax mother.
Side note: Mommy, stop commenting on all my fb stuff. You are really ruining my street cred and sex appeal.
Love Life: Not successful... Move on assholes
Travel: I have been travelling a good amount over the past couple of weeks. I went to Berlin last weekend to meet up with a very good friend of mine. Berlin is awesome, cheap, amazing food, but still really fucking cold. My testicles are still recovering. But otherwise it was a great trip. Lots of yummy foods and drinks that kept me pleased for the entire long weekend. I am leaving for Portugal tomorrow for spring break with 3 friends of mine. I am very excited but Southern Portugal at this time of year is not as warm as you would think. Low to mid 60s is not going to make good beach and pool weather. But my plan is to get drunk enough so swimming in the ocean won't seem so ridiculous.
Conor: My roommate and I are doing swimmingly. This past weekend was the first time we hadn't been apart for more than
a couple of days 10 minutes. It was very traumatic for him. I heard he was in his bed from thurs-sat in a fetal position peeing himself. Not really. He went to Las Fallas in Valencia. Some burning statue thing. Ask Conor about it.
Social Life: Mostly pretty controlled fun recently. Nothing crazy. I had some fun nights in Berlin at some clubs and a house party. The weekend before I went to a big club in Madrid with a friend from home and don't remember most of it. If anyone is curious for pics it was the night I was wearing a red velvet suit. Yea, that night. Which leads me to my last topic:
Red Velvet Suit: My stylish friend gave me this relic three weeks ago. It was too big on him so he gave it to me to see if it would fit. It didn't. But channeling my new approach to life (ha ha), I decided to stuff my perfectly sculpted body into this thing for a night of chupitas (shots) and dancing. Since I don't remember taking pictures that night, seeing them on facebook today was somewhat relieving. It could have been worse. In fact, I think with my pre pubescent facial hair, new obnoxious glasses, and jew fro, I look quite dashing.
And finally... Ladies settle down
I think my hair is a good mixture between
Kramer and
Napoleon Dynamite with a nice
Johnny Depp stache. Hopefully my overall appearance falls more in the Depp department.
