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I should be on a bus going to get some work done. Instead I'm sitting here with my peanut butter sandwich blogging. Went to a reception yesterday. YAWN. Was horrified when I over heard someone say "So I will see you on Jan. 1 for lunch." Smile, nod, wtf! I had wanted to spend the first of the New Year writing, having wine with good friends, now I have to sit and think of something to say to strangers. No use resisting. I confess I'm sensitive. Dumb, I know. Now I have to sit for hours as he tells me how he goes to Mexico every other month.

Also, it bothers me that he took his wife's last name so he could have a Spanish last name. It's none of my business I know, but I can't help but think "why is it your people have to appropriate everything?" It makes me think of one of my favorite Mexican artists Gunther Gerzo. He didn't appropriate the culture he contributed to it. He didn't absorb the culture Cowboy style, the culture tranquilly absorbed him.

For me, barely making ends meet, it's like swallowing a fist of salt everytime a non-Mexican says, yes I go to Mexico every other month or I smuggle cacti from Mexico to plant in my yard. Someone once told me "Mexicano's no disfrutan su pais." Wince...