So I wrote this on January 17th, but apparently never posted it. My next post will be an update on how my self-improvement plan is going. Instant gratification!
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The last three-and-a-half months in Dublin have destroyed me physically. I'm not sure if it's the damp weather, socializing every night, or the proximity to attractive men, but my body has begun to deteriorate at an unheard of rate. Said deterioration includes the yearly bout with bronchitis, but also at least two broken toes.
I'm on the plane back to California right now, where I have to stay for approximately 8 weeks while I wait for my visa/work permit. I already have four doctors appointments lined up for tomorrow, all of which I suspect will help turn me into a better person.
That's what I've decided. I'm going to use the eight weeks I'm back home to become a better, more attractive person. I've purchased the books 'Learned Optimism' and '10 Days to Self-Esteem,' and am hoping to start a self-help book group with my morbidly depressed (and self-help accepting) American friends.
Other things I'm hoping to do during these 8 weeks:
These are just a few of the things that I am going to do to make sure that when I return to Dublin, I will be both hot and yuppified.
I'm glad to being going back home, though, I have to admit, I love Dublin. It's an amazing city and I'm having a fantastic time. But I miss knowing where to go to get my shoes cobbled, my polka dot sheets, being able to dry my clothes in the dryer rather than on a "drying horse," Korean food, Japanese food, wet, California burritos, the hyphy movement and all Bay Area hip hop, malls, sunshine, ghost riding the whip, high-quality denim, my HMO, medicating my problems, seeing minorities, buying things at reasonable prices, those shoes I got at A.P.C. that I very nearly forgot about, Netflix and Law and Order: SUV. I miss these things. I'm glad for the time at home so I can go back to hating it again.
