Who wouldn't want to make $1000/month with their blog?

Answer: Those who already make more than $1000/month with their blog. But that's not me. I don't talk about money much because. Well. I ain't got any. My blog brings in about as much money in a month as I spend in a couple days - on a budget. I can't say I try very hard to increase monitization, because that would be lying (which I never do). But that's all about to change. And as...

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My 2011 New Year's Resolutions: Summary - Not to Suck

I’m a commitment-phobe. There I said it. Anything requiring longer than a week’s commitment, to me, sounds like a death sentence. I avoid leases, contracts, promises, relationships, even finishing blog posts. It’s not that I don’t like finishing or accomplishing things, I guess, I just don’t like planning for the good things that come in life. I like being surprised when I do...

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Finding Myself Re-evaluating my Position on London

I woke up at Rachel’s at 1 PM incredibly refreshed. I hadn’t slept on a bed that nice, or for that long since Valencia (almost 2 months prior) and I had my favorite kind of plans laid out for the day: none. And I started enacting that plan promptly. I walked to the grocery store to pick up some items, turned on VH1 on Sky and dumped the entire contents of my backpack out onto...

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London. And Pulling Myself Out of My Rut.

I've always hated London. I've only been about a half dozen times, so it's not really fair for me to be so negative about it. But I really didn't like the place any time I'd been before. So I wasn't exactly excited to be there. My plane got in late. About 11:00 PM. Then I had to catch the train out about 30 minutes away to get to the house that had been so GRACIOUSLY offered up by a friend while...

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Leaving Spain. Feeling Lost.

Let's make a deal. I'm going to share a couple of horrifically depressing journal entries that came straight from my paper journal that I wrote during the bus/plane/train rides after I left San Ambrosio. After these couple of serious posts, I promise I will go back to writing less serious nonsense. So skip these if you want, read if you dare; it won't hurt my feelings...

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A Week in my Life: Friday - Finding the Real Spain

It’s beach day #2 and an incredibly busy day. I ride Polly today, our big pregnant Welsh Cob who doesn’t work much, but who has to get out at least once a week. Jose calls her Elefante (I don’t think I need to translate that) but I love riding her. Riding her for a day on the beach is like sitting in a La-Z-Boy all day watching National Geographic. Jose and I are on our own today and it looks...

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The Biggest Tomato Fight IN. THE. WORLD.

"What?", you say? "Wasn't that like... 6 months ago, ABBEY... why haven't you already recounted what happened at La Tomatina and how come EVERYONE else who was there has already written about it?" Well. That is because I am lazy. And I had a lot on my plate. And well. Writing this post seemed somewhat daunting because it's incredibly content heavy. So rather than do it...

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A Week in my Life: Thursday - A Day All to Myself

Today is almost exactly like my Sunday, so I won’t go into too much detail. I wake up hungover today and slug myself and Smokey up to the horses to feed. Today, Rhiannon is cleaning all the rooms so I can take some of our "problem children" out for some exercise. Antonio’s here to help me today and although I’m glad to have the company, I’m worried that the headache I...

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