Juanster is asleep on the couch after two nights of Tijuana Adventures.
It’s been many moons since I ventured down to Zona Norte and the brothels.
I spent a lot of money that I really shouldn’t be spending.
Ok. It wasn’t that much. But it was still money that disappeared for falling in love and then getting nothing. Because that’s what they do… right?
I fell in love twice.
And then twice more. And then some more.
There are a lot of beautiful women working.
I got one of the girl’s Facebook. The other refused to give me her number unless I took her upstairs. I didn’t.
The other doesn’t reply to my messages. It was obvious she wouldn’t.
One was a tiny girl from Monterrey. The other was a voluptuous curvaceous black woman from Venezuela.
My wallet got depleted. Taking out cash before heading in that direction was a bad idea.
We left Adelitas and headed towards Nelson. Joshua hit me up. It was close to 1 a.m. and he showed up to drink at Nelson.
We took a cab to my place, I got dropped off, Juanster continued with the party with Joshua. Didn’t hear from him until dawn. I was asleep. He got a hotel.
Day two of partying. This time, no Zona Norte. Just a lot of beer drinking. A lot of eating. And some tequila.
The last two shots of tequila from the bottle that my mom left.
I don’t like tequila very much.
I don’t know how she drank so much of it every day.
That’s probably our biggest difference. Her love for tequila.
I was getting her into craft beer. She enjoyed hoppy IPAs and wasn’t very happy with sours.
She would still always default to tequila.
I have to cross the border today. There’s a lot of border line.
Today I’m a delivery boy.
Tomorrow I’m a photographer.
Yesterday I tried being a salesman.
Juanster still sleeps on the couch. I woke up too early.
He spent a lot of yesterday texting his girlfriend.
It might be ex-girlfriend now.
He said he was in love.
I downloaded Tinder.
It’s still meh.
Years go by.
Everything is different.
Everything is the same.
A Facebook post from 5 years ago talking about 3 years before that:
“My last day I have registered as a paparazzo was April 6 of 2011… I took pictures of:
Avril Lavigne, Denise Richards, Fergie, Justin Timberlake, Kyra Sedgwick, Lily Allen, Lindsay Lohan, Olsen twins, Paris Hilton and Rachel Evan Wood….
and I think my life is insane now….”
Relevant post from 2012:
“got home at 1:15 a.m. on a monday.
tijuana 
I was very new in Tijuana. 1:15 a.m. on a Monday is nothing.
Going down Facebook memory lane is more fun than seeing the stupid timeline.
Facebook is a mirror.
Let’s find a picture and then see what is up with Juan.
I need breakfast.
And figure out how the fuck I’m going to cross the border today.
There was no border line yesterday. And today is just insane.
Fuck that.
I don’t want to wait for hours to cross the border.
This post needs a picture.
Hmm… I posted this picture before.
Don’t care.
Posting it again.
And maybe even posting it on my IG.
Because those were some interesting days back then.
Fuck the border today.
Matingas 