OK - I know I haven´t posted in awhile, and for that I apologize. Samson, I´m sorry. The thing is, there just really isn´t that much to write about - well, probably nothing that you´d find especially interesting or amusing. As boring as it sounds, I´m basically just living a (relatively) normal life in the city…which I guess is bad for you all, who so enjoy getting your jollies from my shenanigans and randomly awkward encounters, but probably good for me, as I´m really integrating into the city. That being said, as my monetary supply is uncomfortably inching toward extinction, I´m toying around with a few ideas - short of English teaching, unless I really become desperate - to ensure I, in the words of the immortal Snoop Doggy Dogg, ¨get that paper.¨ At this point I´m not at the liberty of disclosing my plans, as I´m not fully aware of the stringency of Argentine copyright law, but if anything actually comes to fruition I´ll be sure to let you know how it goes. One thing´s for sure: I won´t be selling any knives (try this one too)!
As there´s nothing too special to write about my current state of affairs, I figured - being the consumate friend, brother, teacher, lover, or whatever I am to you - I´d go ahead and enlighten you a bit about this crazy place in which I´ve been living for the past 5 months of my life, a little place called Argentina. And so, barring anything noteworthy happening, my next few entries will be about Argentine history, culture, civil unrest, etc., and will be included in a series I´d like to call ¨Droppin´ Some Knowledge.¨ Let us proceed….
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