i told him i knew julia roberts when i was five at summer camp. we didn't say anything after that.

t-minus 5 minutes until i get to talk to my first real chilean. i'm hoping i can understand a word she says, but i'm not counting on it. i have to talk to a texan tomorrow. what's with this job and all the interpersonal interaction? i didn't sign up for this. oh well, it's pays poorly so that more than makes up for it.

last night after my class i was chilling on the washington platform on the blue line and there was a rat party down by the tracks. i suppose i always knew there were rats down there, but i had never seen one and i would've been better off never seeing one. there were three of them running around down there, ducking in and out of piles of garbage. it was not cool. now if there were snakes on the backs of the rats, they would be the scariest animals ever. except if there were spiders some how included as well.

time to talk to pinochet. good fun.