Hello, friends and loved ones. Well, I'm happy to report that I am writing this message from my mom's basement. As I look out the window I see her lovely grass-covered yard (yes, GRASS I tell you, honest to God grass), my pollen-covered car (it's reaching white trash stage..I really need to clean that thing), and the little surburvan neighborhood street that connects this house with the thousand idential ones surrounding it. Having only been here a few days, this scene continues to instill in me a sense of nostalgia, but no doubt if I stayed here much longer that feeling would pass over into boredom, into frustration, into a panic to get the hell out of dodge. Luckily, I will be doing just that a week from today.

Not a whole lot to report. I have been keeping myself busy since I've been home, no surprise there. Not letting any moss grow on this rolling stone. I've been seeing friends, catching up, doing the circuit. I've been DRIVING again, which is always a trip. Haven't hit anything yet though. Been doing errands, all that stuff. My mom has like 30 hours worth of Survivor that I'm supposed to watch with her..augh. I'll try! The other day I went out to a karaoke bar in Seattle with my friend Meresa and that was awesome. It made me realize once again how much I love Seattle and I love the scene. I mean, we got there, and there was ACTUALLY a table to sit down at, and we weren't packed in like sardines, and I didn't have to be paranoically guarding my purse the whole time. AND, we got seven dollar pitchers of Pabst Blue Ribbon. Oh yea. That's when I knew I was home.

And you know what that means. It means it's time to leave again! So after no doubt an action packed week here in the Northwest, it'll be back up north for me. Just enough time for me to touch down and get my bearings. It'll be good.

Y ahora, voy a escribir algo mas pequeno en espanol. Perdona, pero no puedo usar los tildes con este ordenador. Je je. Es mejor, porque probablemente los use mal. :-) No puedo hablar tan poetica como en ingles, pero intentare algo. No te rias de mis errores!

Bueno, si. Estoy aqui otra vez. Todo es muy normal, y muy extrano al mismo tiempo. Es que..he pasado para estas calles muchisimas vezes, entonces, es bastante comodo estar aqui. Pero tambien, es muy raro... No se. Es asi cada vez que viajo. No tengo muchos amigos que todavia viven aqui, y los que hay tienen una vida diferente ahora, como yo. Con unos todavia puedo hablar bastante bien, pero con otros, ya no tengo mucho en comun.

Siento que mi tiempo en espana era un sueno. Pero no es posible porque ahora puedo hablar espanol, luego hay que haber estado ahi. :-) Ahora tengo miedo olvidar todo mi espanol... Tengo que entontrar alguien para practicar. Hmm. Y ademas tengo mis libros para leer. Puedo aprender mucho del Quijote!!