Thursday, August 25, 2011

Argentina, it's not you... it's me.

No, no, there's nobody else.

Baby, please don't cry. I swear.

Fine. God damn it, you want the truth? Yeah, there is another girl- her name's U.S. and I'm getting on a plane to see her now. Happy?

Don't you dare talk about her like that. This isn't about her. This is about us.

Oh, you're going to act like this is my fault? I was with her first-- what did you expect? You knew this was coming. This was a two month fling. That's all it was. That's all it ever was.

No, no, I didn't mean that. I'm sorry, I take it back. I was angry. I mean that's how it started, yeah, but baby, please...

I know, I know. It was more, wasn't it?






Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Other Titles I Considered Before Choosing This One:


Clever Without Being Too Clever Title About Colonia

(too clever)


Colonia is in Uruguay, if you didn't know.

(not clever enough)


Titles Considered:

(too subtle in its self-referentiality)


I Think Ship is Becoming my Preferred Method of Travel

(too British)


I spent the day in Colonia. My friend and I rented
motorcycles and rode along the coast-- it was
beautiful. Hair flying, sunglasses on, I'm pretty
sure that's the coolest I've ever been. I'm pretty sure
that's the coolest I'll ever be. Ladies, take note.

(too self-aggrandizing/probably what I should have chosen)