So, I have a pet peeve. It's when I'm the only one in the ladies' room and someone comes in and goes into the stall right next to me! Hello? You have 5 other stalls to choose from, why do you need to be in a stall that is thisclose to me? I understand there are times where having a person in the stall next to you is necessary, like at a sporting event or after a movie lets out. However, during the down times when no one else is in the place, can you please leave at least one stall between us? That way it gives the semblance of a little privacy in a public restroom. Ladies, let's reinstate the rule of the courtesy stall!
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Buenos Aires
I read the book Buenos Aires Broken Hearts Club while on vacation and it made me miss Argentina. I longed to be back there, to be in the hustle and bustle of the city, to spend hours chatting with friends over mate or lazy dinners and, maybe, to flirt a bit with the cute Argentine men. My sister is headed there in a couple of weeks and to say I'm jealous is an understatement. I love Buenos Aires. I love pretty much everyone I've met from Argentina. I want to go back and practice my Castellano. I want to eat so many alfajores that it makes me sick. I've been saving my frequent flier miles for a big trip. I'd like to go to Europe, but I've been considering Argentina because of the horrid exchange rate. I think I left a little piece of my heart there. Maybe I'll go again so I can get it back.
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