cazrolime: An illustration of a lion's skull grinning happily (<3 . happy skull!)
So as not to leave anyone in unnecessary suspense (since stress and nervous tension are now serious social problems in all parts of the galaxy), I would like to make the following statements:

1. I got my background check! (Which you already know if you're on my access list.)

2. I got my Chilean work visa!

3. I therefore have a job for at least the next six months!!!

And now I... well, I kind of just want to lie down and sleep, but there is ever more work to do. But I am also glad and excited!
cazrolime: Text: "I'm gonna kick some ass with my pipe wrench" (other . PIPE WRENCH FIGHT)
This just in: Kelly is still the best.


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The hotel situation is coming along well! Mostly because we've dumped the old hotel for one where we're not three people in a room for two and where our toilet flushes properly. It's amazing the difference a decent hotel can make for your experience of a city. Anyway, should be able to pick up the work visas tomorrow, and then we can vamoose!

oh my god

Feb. 7th, 2012 10:45 pm
cazrolime: Text: "I'm gonna kick some ass with my pipe wrench" (other . PIPE WRENCH FIGHT)
Parcel Force have sat around scratching themselves for four days (for a "two day delivery") and then given me an error message on the tracking page. And no delivery.

I am never going to get this bloody background check holy shitdonkeys.

Edit: Though we do have gas and hot water again as of today (technically as of yesterday, but there was air in the pipes that had to be worked out so not so much), so I guess every cloud has a god-yes-I-can-cook-and-shower-and-do-the-washing-up-again lining.

Son of edit: Also the tracking page is REALLY UNCLEAR but kind of implies that it might've been sent back to England? I don't even know. At least if it is in England and gets returned to mum, maybe she'll send it by DHL the second time like we originally asked her to.
cazrolime: (simple dog . literally the alexes irl)
On the downside, we have no gas and no hot water, which puts kind of a damper on showers and washing up and cooking and other such non-essentials as that. And the landlord hasn't answered my emails about those problems yet and the phone number he gave us isn't working.

But on the considerably blinding bright side, mum gave me a tracking number and it looks like the background check from yesterday's locked post should arrive in the mail tomorrow! (All things going well and assuming that the Mexican postal service doesn't decide the handwriting on the envelope is funny and drop it in a ditch somewhere.)

And we still have electricity, so I can microwave water to do washing up. Ain't no punk lack of hot water gonna keep me from being barefoot and in the kitchen.

All things weighed against one another, not a bad day.
cazrolime: Text: "not so much writing as making a big mess with a pen" (other . not so much writing)
For some days now I've been pondering an entry concerning the marvellous layout of this house. It is built with a very small courtyard in the centre of the second floor, not a hair's breadth more than six feet square, so that every room, no matter how deeply buried, might have the luxury of windows or at least a skylight. Strangely, though, the incident which prompts me now to share this observation also forces me to add that this ingenious design would have proved more useful had last night's power cut taken place instead during the full glow of day.


I've also been reading a metric arse-tonne of Sherlock Holmes, so that actually came more naturally to me than modern speech patterns. WHOOPS.

The story with the hat and the goose and all may be the drunkest thing I have ever read, it was amazing. And my friend Rach (who is the undisputed lord of all things old-crime-story) has been showing me clips from the red-heads episode of the Jeremy Brett TV series, which can only be described as beautiful. I've only seen a couple of clips so far but Brett seems to make a fantastically animated Sherlock Holmes while still keeping him refined, so he doesn't play him as some humourless Victorian stereotype but also doesn't turn him into a complete ruffian. (Don't get me wrong, I like the RDJ movies or at least the second because I still haven't seen the first whoops, but he seems to play Captain Jack Sparrow more than he does Sherlock Holmes.)

And for those interested, the power cut knocked out the whole street and it was very exciting. We all went and chilled on the roof, and I read books, and my boss took the opportunity to take a bunch of photographs without the street-lights messing with the contrast.
cazrolime: Sofia Lamb from Bioshock with the caption: BAILAMOS, LET THE RHYTHM TAKE YOU OVER (bioshock . TE QUIERO AMOR MIO!!!)
We don't have any kind of vacuum cleaner and will not have for quite some time, so I'm getting used to sweeping. #hardcorehousekeeping

Luckily, this house has zero carpets, otherwise this would be a lot more annoying. And, since I only have to deal with concrete and stone, I think I actually prefer sweeping to vacuuming. It's a pain that it takes longer, but it's also a better workout and it's a hell of a lot easier to get a broom up our Doom Stairs of Death than it would be a hoover.

Also it feels kind of old fashioned and I'm a horrible hipster who likes vinyl and everything.

In other news, for dinner I'm cooking thin strips of beef wrapped around vegetables and mustard and bacon and stuff. It smells. Awesome. I didn't get it going as early as I would have liked because bluh bluh motivation issues, but it'll be ready in time for dinner, so /waves hands vaguely

I talked to my mum today, and she observed that every time we've Skyped I've been in the kitchen. I've turned into a nice little housewife. More or less.

So yeah, this day starting out under a cloud of blehh because I didn't get productive in time and intensely disliked myself for it. But it has developed into something quietly enjoyable, thanks to very good music and a number of small victories. I even finally remembered to take our eight zillion empty beer bottles back to the shop, for recycling or refilling or whatever they want to do with them, and that's a job that's been waiting for my attention for longer than I want to remember.

What else? Well, we might actually have a microwave come Monday. When we moved into this house there was one from, I am not kidding you, the early 1980s; it was giant and black and bulky and the timer didn't work so I always had to use my phone's timer and stop the cooking manually. And then it broke and so we only had the crockpot and hobs for Christmas and New Year. Every time the repairs have been delayed our landlord's just said "welcome to Mexico".

But! He's decided that it's more cost-effective to just buy a new microwave than try to hunt down parts that are almost a decade older than I am. So hopefully I will soon be able to throw leftovers in the microondas as god intended.

And this has been a post.

ps Our Christmas lights are still up and we intend on leaving them there until February at least. COME AT ME.
cazrolime: (simple dog . literally me irl)
…and she took me on the most amazing journey through internet conspiracy theory that I have ever experienced.

Did you know that the government staged 9/11 so that the Arabs could take over? She didn’t say what they were taking over, but damn it, they were taking over something. And not just the terrorists, not even the Muslims, but every single Arab person.

And she psychically “saw” that 9/11 would happen three days before it did. And did I know she read something once that said the time delay between Earth and the Astral Plane is… three days? It’s because we “live in time” and the Astral Plane doesn’t. When I asked, she couldn’t quite remember how this had been found out.

Cut for teal deer. )

We also talked about how she’d travelled around being a fashion designer when she was younger, which was interesting in the regular way rather than holding a “holy shit, how far does the rabbithole go” fascination.

I told this story to my boyfriend when I got home with the food, and he reckons she was trolling me, but she seemed so sincere in person that I just don't know.
cazrolime: User's face, smiling, wearing a fancy half-face mask (<3 . my face likes you)
My laptop is covered in Christmas lights because my boyfriend is literally the best person in the world.

And I have a new washing up sponge to replace the old dirty one.

And I am playing me some croony Bing Crosby.

And we managed to find apple cider at the supermarket yesterday.

And I have this excellent herby slightly spicy beef mince to make spaghetti bolognaise with.

And I am making the kitchen noticeably cleaner.

And I have a degree and a job, how did that even happen.

And did I mention that my boyfriend is brilliant?

And I get to live in a country I never thought I'd visit.

And learning Spanish is coming along surprisingly well.

And the guys at the shop I usually buy groceries at are friendly and cool with helping me learn it, so it's not nearly so awkward as it might be.

And I'm going to Skype with my mum and brother this Christmas.

And it's nearly Christmas.

And the kitchen is full of sunlight.


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