You know you're turning Argetine when...

Any empanada over 1 peso, cab ride over 10 pesos or clothing over 20 pesos is outrageous!

You have stopped converting pesos into dollars and now convert dollars into pesos. And the prices are outrageous!

You know someone who works for Repsol/YPF.

You know what "the crisis" is.

You have taught english.

You use "che" "boludo" and "barbaro" on a daily basis.

You look for a moving car, not just headlights, to see is cars are coming at night, becuase you know that most people don't turn them on anyway.

You think nothing of stuffing yourself into an already overcrowded subte car, because hey, you gotta get to work too.

You know the difference between Palermo Soho, Palermo Hollywood and Palermo Viejo, and have a preference.

You can't imagine eating steak better than the steak from Argentina, and won't eat any without chimmichurri.

Myonnaise is an unavoidable part of your diet.

You have a subte line that you identify yourself with. (I am such a D girl...)

You no longer think Dulce de Leche is too sweet. In fact, sometimes you crave it.

You want Boca to win.

You appreciate a finely crafted mullet.

Maradona.Is.God.

You have a favorite ice cream place, and can name at least three in the vicinity of your house.

You crave spicy food, and when you find a place with some it's the first thing you tell all your friends the next time you see them.

You have corrected people from home that Argentina is not in Brazil.

Your pronounce your lls like schj.

You slpurge for a 12 peso bottle of wine.

You are sick of malbec.

When you are homesick you wander the aisles of the Jumbo and reminisce about Target.