(following is the entry I scribbled today in the guestbook for my casita)
Woke up feeling awfully giggly when I rolled out of my warm burrito of blankets today. Think I'm getting igloo fever or something (because la casita isn't so much of a warm home nowadays; there is little to no difference in temperature between the inside of my house y el mundo outside, I determined today). Yesterday I happened upon a 2 1/2 foot long icicle, standing in a pile of snow. I picked it up, walked a block to the town plaza and summoned my Quijote spirit by saying, "Who will accept my challenge to duel with the might of ice?" while I wielded my icy sabre. A ragged hippie took a step forward and said, "You need to mellow out, bro. Your aura is off the charts!"
Second day without hot water for bathing. Decided not to wash my hair, keeping my vibrant mini-fro roaring. Cleansed my pits but I'm becoming concerned that my crotch area may take a serious turn for the peuw. Thank gawd I haven't gotten any action since arriving in town a week ago (and that doesn't look to change anytime soon)!
The temperature, at least, has risen above the freezing point (woohoo!) My laptop started up today with no issue (yesterday morning, though charged, it wouldn't turn on; never done that before; I suspect it was just too damn cold to function; since then, I've been wrapping up my laptopito, mi companero, with a blanket or pantaloons when it's nighty-night). Grateful for this time to create. Gonna crank out some more pages even if I can see my breath at night, while sitting at the desk.
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captain's log: somehow i finally fell asleep around 3:30 and now ive inexplicably woken up at 7:30 and saw ur post. how could i have missed ur sos? and it's snowing a little on march 20 whatever it is. two notes of mention: 1) ive long had a fancy for captain's logs. and 2) This line of ur adventurer's message: A ragged hippie took a step forward and said, "You need to mellow out, bro. Your aura is off the charts!" made me laugh out loud producing a coughing giggle unheard of this side of the east river. i cant help but hope the adventurer's computer and nethers are salvageable. but i fear all may be lost.
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