I decided to give corporate America the finger and go find my true passion, whatever it may be. Come along for my journey! It's time to live life.
Our neighbors, our roommates
No. They're. Not.
"You again!" I scowled at the huge red ant scurrying around the bathroom sink. Every time I went in the bathroom, there he was, taunting me. Of course, I don't know if it was the same huge red ant every time, but there was always an ant in that damn sink, terrorizing me. Letting me know whose house it was. Indeed, there are bugs everywhere in this country, and I'd be willing to accept that if they'd just leave me alone. Alas, I have red bumps all over my body that are a testament to who is really winning this way. Most of the bites are on my feet and ankles, which is infuriating...do you know how hard it is to walk and scratch your foot at the same time? The ticos seem unfazed by these menaces; I never see them scratching and their skin is noticeably absent of bites. I'll have to ask if they have some solution I haven't tried, because my OFF has been futile against these beasts. Until then, I'm going to say a prayer to my sweet little surfin' on a boogie board, jugo de mango sippin' baby Jesus that the itching goes away. Hasta Luego!