This weekend we saw a band called Bicicletas play at this huge club with some of our new friends. The band sounded a lot like the white stripes, but the crowed love them, so eventually we did too. The subways close at 10pm, and re-open at 5am, so most of the people just get really messed up and party till they can get home. We live within walking distance to just about everything, so this isn't a huge problem for us. Today is my first pay day for work (yay!!) so i should be landing a big, fat check for 400 pesos. nice! Brian is meeting with some man who teaches boxing lessons down the street right now. Before he left he thought it would be a good idea to punch himself in the face about 12 times as to "look tougher." Men are aliens.
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