Immediately after I finished my previous journal I had to run out the door of the hostel and make for the train. I was cutting it a little too close for comfort with the timing of my departure.  My flight was scheduled to be off the ground at 4:35 and it was going on 1:00 when I was finishing writing.  The trip on the train takes well over an hour ( Read more... )

UPDATED: with pictures.

Much as I would love to embed pictures in these journal posts, my internet connection here is kind of second hand juice.  So I will be posting the links to the Facebook photo albums at the top of the articles.

Photo album: Bangkok Journal: Chatuchak Weekend Market

I woke around 9:30ish, and found a note from my friend that she ( Read more... )

This morning I dressed to take my partner to a very serious appointment. As a result of that I wore my black shoes, which I hardly ever wear anywhere any more. They're all scuffed up, falling apart in places, and just look like they've been around the block a few too many times ( Read more... )

Last night I met up with JD's sister and we had a wonderful tapas dinner at this place off Bleecker street in the village. Amazingly it's right around the corner from the official magical home of my favorite Marvel character Dr. Strange. 177A Bleecker is where the Sanctum Sanctorum is listed as being in the comics. How do I know this? I googled ( Read more... )

This link will only be good for a few days, so click on it immediately and see this awesome Pagan alphabet shirt.

http://shirt.woot.com/

And here's the image under this cut for posterity's sake.

( A is for Atlas )

Things have been relatively quiet here at home. We've been cleaning up, and purging the wardrobes. Soon we're going to drop a TON of clothes at a donation site. I'm glad I'm finally getting around to that. I'm trying to get things under control that haven't been under control in a LONG time ( Read more... )

I only have a few pairs of pants. Honestly, of all the pants in my closet I only wear about 4 of them. So, when one of them bites the dust it's really difficult for me to make decisions about what to wear. My khaki pants had an incident in the wash with a pen. So they're gone. And my jeans, well, the crotch was ripped. My thighs tend to rub ( Read more... )

I went out looking for hot boots, and guess what. I found them in the straight sex shop in Dupont Circle.


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So, I was having a bitch of a time trying to make the plastic work. I decided it couldn't work out in the way I was going, and it was going to look like crap. Everyone told me so. So, I pulled out a make it work moment ( Read more... )

So, how many of you remember this?


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