Monday, 11 July 2011


This was supposed to be a post about how much I love the desert and
how that is weird because I am a water baby. And maybe it is because
the desert is like the ocean and you can see all the way to the
horizon. But instead I am drunk.

I don't quite know what happened, but all of a sudden a local man was
going to lose face if I didn't skoll something wicked. Then I made the
mistake of speaking in Chinese and it happened again. Fortunatwy Coco
brought me home before I got the giggles and started telling everyone
that I loved them. Unfortunately she has to put up with me dancing
around the hotel room, singing along to Glee songs.

I keep doing burps that are like the pineapple ethanol we made in year
nine science.

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