sorry, what?

i guess it's been a few days which i suppose is a good sign of me being busy. ive been slowly finding myself with more and more things to do so that's awesome. it's been a tough few days of going out. i met up with mike and sara (those amazingly generous friends of mine who let me crash when i first got out here) on thursday night and got into a little bit of trouble. i can't say i remember how that night ended. amy got in last night! so we all met up and made it a late one.

before i met up with amy and divya, i was in tsim sha tsui with a few friends at a place called bubbles which i had been to before in july. we played all kinds of games, most of which were new to me, including a multiple person thumb war. these local idiots have some pretty creative/impressive games they play. i wonder if its so they don't have to socialize at bars. unclear. anyway, after a few drinks we decided it was time for me to teach them some english curse words. pretty much exactly what i want to be doing, so i'm psyched. ok so we go through fuck, shit, bitch, asshole, and then some more of the harder ones and i ask my friend jj to tell me something using one of the words. this was me practicing my teaching skills, in case i want to start educating somewhere in asia. ok, so here she goes........ "if you don't drink that, you are a bitch!" great job, jj. you're really understanding me. then thomas......"you're an asshole, i don't like you." ok thomas, also good job. jj says she wants to try one more......"i want to fuck you with my mouth." ummm, what? she continues "i want to fuck you with my mouth." thomas thought she was right. i wasn't totally sure what was happening. so i asked her what she was trying to say and she got more to the point with "i want you to have the feeling of fuck you and i want to use my mouth to say it to you." ok jj, you're getting somewhere here. i tell her "i think you meant, i want to say fuck you to you". she says "YES!" so i say, "fair enough, don't talk about it just say fuck you!" so she screams out "fuck you, asshole!" the lesson was finished.

not having a kitchen in my service apartment brings culinary challenges sometimes. i bought fruit at the shi chang (street market) the other day. i wanted some of those asian pears - which every country claims as their own. they are massive here and massively underpriced. in ny at gracefully i used to pay like 2.50 or $3 for one of those bad boys. the price on the box was $12 which is around us $1.50 so i figured F it i'll live a little. but then the dude handed me a bag of 4 pears. the bag was bigger than my head. ive still only eaten one. too bad i don't have fridge. i guess in-room air conditioning is the same same? or different? unclear to me.

last night i had macanese food for dinner. or is it macaunese? or is it macanasian? or macuguese? it was a sweet mix between chinese and portuguese and i had no idea what i was eating. i did however eat some pigeon. of course i made jj eat the pigeon head first which she didnt hesitate to do whatsover. the place we ate at in tst wasnt the nicest or the cleanest, but the food was decent and i was able to last 2 hours afterwards without vomiting which i would consider a victory (not really, there was no food-induced vomiting.)