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The richest girl in town.

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[Wednesday, Aug. 10th, 2011|11:35 am]
The richest girl in town.
I've been back in Texas since Saturday night. It took me a couple of days to stop responding to service employees with "gracias" instead of "thank you," and after speaking bastard Spanish and French for a week, my English prepositions were all fucked up for a few days as well. But I think I've recovered, though I've decided to keep speaking Spanish with Fausto (mostly in text messages since I left Madrid) as he's also not a native speaker so I feel a little less self-conscious.

We drove to Houston the day after I returned to see Jon, Jason's younger brother, the dancer. He was in town for a few days with a bunch of other dancers from the Bay to perform and teach workshops. It was good to see him, though I was so tired, I could barely keep my eyes open most of the day. I crawled into bed almost the second we got home.

Work this week has been painful in all kinds of ways. Localization has always been difficult, but maybe it's because we're in Texas and the developers here are even less globally-minded than elsewhere, it's nearly impossible to get any traction on any issue related to the French and German versions of the game. Everyday, I consider getting into my car and driving right back to California. Or I consider heading to the airport and booking a ticket back to Spain. But then whenever I travel, I always feel my heart tugged by the new place. Still, rainy, cobblestone streets winding towards Plaza Mejor, the terraces, slow, languid days, nights twitching with energy.... There's a lot of appeal there. I've always wanted to end up in Europe, though I figured it would be France.

Anyway, back to work.