the plan

So I suppose most of you (or five of you, at least) have seen the poll at the bottom of the page. Here's what's up: I have a few options basically. a) I can stay here and keep trying to scrape things together as a part-time babysitter, b) I might get a job in Uruguay for a couple of months, enabling me to save the money to fly home, or c) I might be asked to move into a hostel and work there in exchange for room and board.

Of those options, I would prefer b. It would sort of set me up nicely, and I wouldn't really have to worry about anything for a little while. But who knows if I'll even get the job.

On Saturday, I met up with Kaela at a sports bar, where we hoped to watch the KU-MU football game. She's a Mizzou fan and I'm a Jayhawk fan, so how could it not be interesting, right? Well, it turned out you couldn't find that game anywhere in Argentina, so we settled for the Ohio State-Meeeeeeechigan game. We talked, ate nachos and tacos, had a beer each (I'm not a fan of Quilmes), and watched the game. It was a good day.

I had some nice down time this weekend, but I'm right back into the fray this week. I'm trying to figure out this job situation, babysitting, and I have several interviews and meetings. I hope to figure out what I'll be doing for the next few months here in the next couple of days. It's true that, in the past, I've mentioned that I don't like to make plans, but it's good to have some idea of what your future's going to hold, especially when rent's due.

"And now I'm gonna go. . . and show 'The Plan' to someone else."

-10 Things I Hate About You