Gossip corner...

1. So last weekend Emily made one of the best homemade meals I've ever had in my life, seriously. Try to get her to cook for you.

2. Kevin gave me a hug when I dropped him off at the airport, so don't believe him when he says he doesn't like to be touched.

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Emily..

..got a mouse out of my room that wasn't completely dead yet. Thanks. Kevin was there for support too.
-B

Caruthers Essay Contest: "...And that's when I felt the most American I've ever felt in my life!" (20 words or less)

Entry #1: Brian Biggs

Went out to the Home Depot in Clackamas yesterday, bought a hot dog in the parking lot, and ate it. And that's when I felt the most American I've ever felt in my life!

WTF!?

Seriously, no one has updated this thing since I left? I don't know if that means you guys are having too much fun or too much misery.

I'm here at the Hong Kong airport, waiting to board my flight to Hanoi. I've had an eventful stay in Hong Kong, which involved drinking copious amounts of alcohol, staying up/out until about four or five in the morning every morning, having to decide who I was going to focus my flirting energies on because there were too many options and ALMOST GETTING ARRESTED!

At this point, my run in with the police for the most bullshit excuses is more amusing than anything else, sort of like getting kicked out of the Doug Fir, if you will. Basically, I was sitting outside of a club by myself and happened to have two phones and two stashes of cash, since I was holding all this stuff for my friend Anna (see flirting energies above). The cops thought I stole this shit and then it looked worse since I had no identification on me SINCE I WAS PARANOID THAT SOMEONE WOULD STEAL MY SHIT. Oh, the irony... except I didn't know the word for irony in Cantonese. I ended up having to call my older cousin and having to have him speak to the cops for me and everything worked out.

Except that it basically sucked the fun out of my evening, since you know, I had to have a cop follow me into a club to go get Anna so that they would believe that I had her stuff because she told me to hold it for her. Then Anna proceeded to step in broken glass and cut up her foot and the clicher was some dude with a lip ring basically moving in on her. I lose!

Yes, this is really my life.

Love,
Kevin

PS -- Flirting options include Hot German Girl (Nicole), Super Cute Young-ish Hong Kong Girl (Anna... oh swoon!) and Half French/Chinese Perfect Cantonese Speaker (Judith). Actually, I think I said two words to Judith, but just wanted to mention her.

Upcoming attractions

(Wouldn't it be sort of funny if someone referred to vomit as an "upcoming attraction"? Maybe it's just me...)

I'm too tired (and looking forward to playing yet another game of NHL 2005) to piece together anything good, but I do plan on posting soon about the following topics:

-- The Hugging Point
An examination of my hugging policies and basically why I am generally not a very huggy type of person.

-- The Pipettes
I don't get it. I have now decided that "Pull Shapes" is the most cheesy song of all time.

Earthquake? I had no idea...

Love,
Kevin