el guero y el negro

Wow, I'm not even around and yous guys still leave comments on my blog that I can look at when I get back to the hotel late at night. You bastards are the best!

Anyway, I'm sipping coffee (don't tell anyone but I put some "hazelnut" bullshit in it and I'm rather enjoying it) and eating a Dove ice cream bar (maybe I should go into less detail) in the hotel lounge Friday night, and I have to admit that in retrospect it wasn't such a bad week.

Sure, we didn't get back to the hotel before 10PM on any given night. But the thing is, we're staying in El Paso where there's nothing to do anyway, so I might as well be in Mexico getting paid as opposed to sitting around the hotel not. Tomorrow night I'll probably look for something to do again, but if I couldn't find anything the last few times I tried, I don't see how tomorrow will be any different. If nothing else, I'll drive around a lot listening to A Much Better Tomorrow. That is a detail which is absolutely necessary.

Unexpectedly, Mexico is preparing me for work in Japan, in 3 ways:

1) Communicating entirely in languages other than English
2) Staying till ungodly hours
3) Getting stared at and/or hit on by every other girl there.

I say every other girl because the other half are too busy drooling over one of my coworkers, a huge muscular black guy with so much style he needed like 3 suitcases for a 10 day trip. The guy still hasn't worn the same pair of shoes more than once. That might sound "fruity" but trust me, he does it for a reason, and that reason is not to attract men. Anyway, he's an interesting character, but I won't go off (any further) on that tangent. The point is he and I are a pretty good team so far at being whistled/gaped at by non-american girls, and he's eventually coming to Japan with me, so if I need to hang out with another Amerika-jin he might be a good bet (though I will take Brujeria and Maletas' consejos and not do drugs with him). Ahh, but I'm not even looking forward to that yet. There's too much other good stuff in between now and then.

Next: Bastille Day party at the weather-controlling French lady's house!