im very disappointed in the commitment level--that means you eddie

as the title suggests i am disappointed with the lack of entries as of late. that being said, i am also guilty, though perhaps not as guilty due to the fact that mine is the last one there; regardless, here is another post.

School is winding down in Madrid, finally, and I have actually been doing some work. those of you at middlebury will not appreciate this anomaly, but "work" in spain holds a different connotation than it does in the U.S. "I'll be going to work at 9" really means, "actually I think I'll skip work today and go to watch futbol," which is exactly what i did causing me to almost fail my internship, a both scary and self-fulfilling experience in which i realized i am untouchable. Apparently my work loved me so much they didn't care that I skipped so many days, they were just happy to have the free labor when i came. the director got pissed at me though, but since the whole internship is run through a private organization there's really nothing she can do about it, as I said, I am untouchable. I know in saying this that i will probably bring down upon my own head the formidable "karma train" but i don't care.

i'm going to london next week to interview for an internship for some kind of investment firm, dunno it should be fun. though next week will be a bitch, tuesday exam, wednesday fly to london, thursday fly back, friday fly to burlington, monday start second semester. holy crap, only 3 semesters left at midd. i dont wanna talk about it.

what else...oh yeah, so my dad wanted me to do market research for his company to shop the competition and check out the viability of a bubba gump in madrid. so we went to hard rock cafe here to check things out. all 5 senses were bombarded with america. rock and roll, good hamburgers, peanut smell, drunken americans everywhere, and other stuff. we, and by we i mean me, had a blast.

so i don't know if anyone but fraz knows this, but i've been rooming with elizabeth chinloy for the past few months. this has been an unusual experience due to the fact that she is a.)female, and b.)always hungry. other than that it's been fine and actually convenient due to the fact that we wrote a 45 fucking page thesis together on latin american development. we presented it in class to some faculty and students and i think it went well. we're going to get an A cuz the teacher loved us. muahahah.

so a very odd thing happened the other night in our pregame club Cibeles. Fraz's friend Correy is here from stanford and we were with her. all of a sudden, one of my high school friends walks through the door and says hi. weirder still is that my high school friend and fraz's high school friend know each other...twilight zone nenenene nenenene.

superbowl this weekend. i'm on the fence about this one. i do worship tom brady, as quite possibly the best man on earth (other than swanson), still, i do like an underdog. however, i think my detest for Eli manning after turning down the chargers in the 2005 draft may sway me toward the pats. after all, how cool is it to be the only undefeated team in history...fuckin' sick.

right then, cheerio as they say in London, or as i say, later dudes.

miles