Fuck my memory.

Ugh. I have 6000 things to do and about half of them I was supposed to do today with my camera, and like a blithering idiot I must have left my camera on my bed when I left. I remembered my external hard drive, the cord for the camera and my computer itself, but the fucking camera is not in my bag.

Not only that, but I can't go home to get it and have to rely on my project partner to bring hers, which complicates everything even further.

And aside from all that, there is a huge protest outside, and since little protests and strikes happen here all the fucking time, it'd be really neat to get some footage. But whatever.

I know, I know, I'm awesome at procrastinating, but fuck man, when I actually want to get shit done and have my day planned around getting it done, and something goes wrong, I just want to throw something.

So I'm just sitting in my exchange program's house, listening to thousands of people outside shouting, honking horns, bus drivers getting pissed, foghorns, trumpets, drums, whistles... and one of the workers is listening to Spanish gospel music. Anyone have a .45?

Well, another issue I have right now is finding a way to the airport in Santiago, which is about an hour or so from here. My host family doesn't have a car, no one seems to want/be able to come with me on the bus even though I have two giant suitcases, a small suitcase and a huge backpack and have to switch buses in Santiago before getting to the airport, and no one wants to drive me because gas here is still the equivalent of about $4/gal and there is like a $16 toll on the way there. Fucking ridiculous. I can't leave anything here, because I already don't own shit. Fuck me.

Good game, Life. Good game.