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September 14th, 2009Today, I received some bad news.
the rain, it falls
September 13th, 2009last night, carlitos and rode into town and hopped about getting things done. we checked out a bar that looked like the right place for the locals to get their groove on. he wanted to see the locals dance, and party.
rita however was no copa cabana. for hcmc, it’s just a glorified coffee house with loud night-club music pumping. families sat about gabbing at the glass tables, with bare feet unsheathed from their sandals, wiggling toes on the upholstery.
sleepless…as usual
September 10th, 2009It’s almost 1:00am.
One of the many Korean habitants of my hotel is drunk.
He is shouting. Does it matter with whom? Is it his wife?
The thought disturbs me, and then I remember why.
Markets
September 2nd, 2009Today was my birthday.
I don’t celebrate it anymore, but I like observing the day, like any other, with loved ones or friends.
Mini-sodes
August 31st, 2009Mondays and Fridays suck. Read the rest of this entry »
The right side of the bed
August 28th, 2009I didn’t get out of bed feeling any more healthier today, but I think I had a full night’s rest and that was good enough for me.
Rushed
August 27th, 2009WEEKS AGO
The Shaughnessy was the same as it always was.
I wrote my estranged friend to see if I could come by to say goodbye.
Come on by, was the response.