yes. yes. yes.

Yes. It is over. Britney Spears is single again. I found out this morning, and it just made my day, especially since I was furious before that because I did not have hot water this morning for some unexplained reason. And after waiting for 20 minutes to no avail, I turn on the news to see that, thanks to unprecedented inadequacy, the Republicans have lost control of (most likely) both houses of Congress. Ugh. But... Britney. So, I'm a little happier. And... I have an extra story to add to my last post. I forgot this one. Julie Ann, Drew, and I were walking down a big street in Valencia this weekend, and a man stopped me. He asked me in Spanish if I speak English, so I said yes. Then he asked me if I liked cocaine. I thought I must have heard him wrong, so I said, "Umm, cocaine?" and he says, "Yes. A number of grams I don't remember and can't guess because I know nothing about cocaine prices for only 50 euros." And Drew, trying to be so incredibly helpful, starts laughing behind me and goes, "Yeah. That's a GREAT price. Do it, Shay." Then, I switched back to Spanish and told the guy, "I don't need anything. Thank you, though." Then we walked away, a little stunned. Yay for random drug offers.

Oh... and happy birthday to Evan. We are celebrating tonight. And in honor of his 21st birthday, Evan give an "I'm fully legal, ladies!!!" hollerback shoutout to:

1. the Spanish Siesta
2. Pepe at Plaza Redonda
and...
3. the homeless man in the Foot Locker jersey who begs outside of his window.
That is all.