As I've been stuck in Bangers yet again, I am making the most out of it.

I've spent my days doing chores that need to be done. I searched high and low for the correct contact lenses off Silom Road and hassled the opticians to no end on what I required. After about ten shops, I finally found someone who had what I was looking for. And, I saw contacts for someone who is more blind than me... I didn't know that was possible.

I also got a KICKASS haircut for a whopping $2.50. I was so happy with how well the girl listened to what I wanted (we spoke with photos of haircuts) that I then tipped her another $1.50. I actually got the haircut I've been after for years, but no one from home will get to see it. Figures right? You pay $25-40 in the States and even have "consultations" but this girl understood from a photo and got it right the first time.

I've sampled new places to eat and have found a coffee shop that serves a mean raspberry cream frappucino, complete with hookers outside waiting to accost the farang men. It costs a fraction of the Starbucks version and is served in a far superior atmosphere.

My toe is healing super quickly, which makes no sense in the dirty city of Bangkok. I guess the antitbiotics and my vigilant cleaning are making a difference. No pain and no pus are both good signs...

Also today I got a phonecall from Anthony, which was a very cool surprise. He knew I was staying at VP Tower (where Mel and her crew live) but she had moved rooms and I was staying in someone else's room who was away for the weekend. The girl at the desk has seen me so much though that she knew where I was and the call actually got through. Amazing. Ant and I caught up and he told me he got my black and white negatives developed. I had completely forgotten about all the photos I took at Angkor Wat but he and his buddy checked em out over a pint and it seems they like what they saw. I am stoked to see my own photos now. Woo-hoo.

Soon I'll be out of Bangkok, on a train northwards to Laos, enroute to connecting with Anthony in Kunming, China. Until then I will just have to sip raspberry fraps, read Harry Potter books, and eat cheap Japanese food. How am I ever going to go back to a 9-5 job???

Oh, and MOM, check your yahoo account woman!!!!!! You never write me back. Such neglect from a mother who says she misses me.....