This has, in general, been the course of my love life. I get excited about the prospect of someone and it falling apart. I have grown accustomed to it... as Bane would say I was born in it, molded by it. I have finally come to a point in my life where I can barely be bothered. Thanks to the interwebs my wanderlust and my general lack of attraction to and for modern westernized women I tend to find girls who interest me either abroad but on the rare occasion I find one within the +1 country code.
Romania
Living in the Fridge like a local.
What I mean when I say living like a local is not living like a tourist or as a westerner who just can't give up McDonald's.
Shave and a Hair Cut. New Job
I would LOVE to go to Romania, it is fairly inexpensive ( though more expensive than Bulgaria) and it has superb internet access to be able to do work. AND TRANSYLVANIA BITCHES! And the girls are hot. Giggity.
Chop's Guide to the Galaxy 