Torture.

This was a lovely picture text earlier I got from my crazy chef buddy. He knows my biggest weakness in life is jamon de pata negra. So what does he do? He sends me pictures of his jamon every once in a while, just to be a punk ass. His captions to his texts are usually pretty hilarious and totally inappropriate, but no matter what terrible things he says, he cannot take away the beauty of pata negra on the jamonera.

In other news, I'm back to being an insomniac. Today's insomnia is caused by a late start to my day which means i didn't have my regular pot of coffee until much later in the evening and now I"m still high on caffeine so here I am... Blogging about nothing important.

I never did post about my trip... Mostly because I haven't been inspired to write and I only seem to really write updates when I'm suffering from insomnia.

I went to Sanibel Island/Fort Myers, Florida. I went to see someone special to me and I had an incredible time, despite me being there the FREAK WEEK Florida had of unbelievably cold weather. The day I left it decided to be beautiful and sunny. Of course, that's how it always works. It was sunny the whole time I was there, just cold. Behind closed doors/windows you would have thought it was 80 degrees and humid. When we were able to go out his boat and fish, that was a lot of fun. I can't believe how we'd fly through the mangroves and just speed around all over the place in such shallow water. We went out for what seemed like a million miles and the depth of the water was no more than 10 feet. For the most part, it was about 4 feet and I was able to see everything. It was so incredible. The dolphins swimming in just a few feet of water and all the manatee zones... That just blew my mind completely. I felt like I was in a different country, it just looked so different from anything here in California that it was hard for me to believe I was still in the US. It all felt so foreign but it was really cool. Since the weather was shitty we went out a bunch and I drank a lot. I literally drank from Wednesday night at the airport until just before I landed on Tuesday. I was drunk for 6 days and it was awesome; I should take vacations like that more often. Hopefully I'll head out again there sometime after NYC and before Puerto Rico... Who knows. All this travelPLANNING is giving me a headache. Once I'm traveling I'm happy. It's planning it that gives me a headache. I might be taking a break in May and not go anywhere as my parents are planning on doing to eastern Europe in late June/July and I'll be hitching on to that free trip.

Oh, and someone that reads my blog has been pestering me about when I'm going to update about him on here. Well, here's my update: I'm making the "baby" (this name suits his personality) dinner tonight at his place. He wants me to teach him how to make chicken parmesan... So, chicken parmesan it is. I'm almost tempted to post his "fishy face" picture I took of him on here, but then he might get upset. I'll save that for another day when he's least expecting it.

My life has gotten entirely too complicated lately. Thankfully this complication can be cured by consuming large amounts of alcohol and just saying 'fuck it.'