Every time I come to Shenzhen days turn into weeks, and I dont really know if what I have accomplished here I could have done better on the internet relaxing in some distant place. China is stressing and I get mired in the details where its better left to others to do. I sent a package, waited in line at the post office for half an hour,forgot the invoice and had to come back later. I realize now the handwritten invoice is probably too dogdy to pass the customs of any country, and I just caused a bigger problem. I go shopping: I have more stuff than I can shove in my bag--even throwing away all my old clothes. And what clothes? Ive been watching too much "gay eye for the straight guy", pink polos, bright lime green stripes. Its winter, not even summer. I go to Hong Kong on the subway and train, it takes all day for the return trip, more customs, and I just go to hong kong to send a package and save 10 bucks that it would cost to send by cargo company. I eat noodles at the same shop, have a coffee at Pacific Coffee on Nathan Rd. and check my email. What a routine? I must be going mad! This is worse than a real job!

The worst is that I miss my old girlfriend who always came with me on these trips, and now Ive broken up with here and I feel like shit, and see her everywhere (well, she's Chinese) Now, I look at myself and think "what have I done?" I just have to plod on, keep thinking about the future goals, I guess. I have a tendancy to hold onto regrets though.

Indispensable is my Ipod, I've got music going through all of this. Its a dream, a movie, its my life for as long as I can remember Ive coming and shlepping around Hong Kong (like since 1995)