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ZHONGGUO: China: August

lots has happened in the last 2 months. this will be a long entry. i will start with the most recent...
end of June for real: Parker and I went to Hong Kong / Macau. i thought i had wrote about this to...

Mother Fucking Andy is never getting me to do another minute of work outside of 8:30-4:30 mon-fri.
Monique: same body type and shape as ––––. she also has a very similar tonal inflection, but sounds more intelligent.
i was told after saying i want to buy the camera that i should get a different one. and they refused to sell me what i wanted.
attend fair all day, drive back for 3 hours. eat, go to bed at 11pm. wake up at 5:30 and go to fair.
after half an hour at the windows Andy calls and says he has a meeting in Beijing and we need to get back...

Today Andy came to my door telling me to get ready to go do something with the police. this was at 6:55.
then the nice guy asks if i am available to meet tonight. i then realize he was interviewing me.
maybe she liked the attention, maybe i was just this nerd.
i also promise not to disrupt the class at all. she tells me to get out. the class asks if i can stay.

Yesturday, what i day. When parker returned from the police station he told me it wasn't as bad as it could be.

to start off, i am stilll not sleeping well. i went to bed after 3 last night and was awake before 9 this morning.
away / i asked if we could dance tommorrow night / she said "We already danced tonight. dont worry babe, you will be alright."
the alcohol took another hit on my system. i went and walked around the block. i sat out front on the steps for awhile.

i am scared. i don't really know what i have got myself intp. i leave in 2.5hours. i have a hard seat train ticket to...

i turns out that my ¥93RMB ticket was a hard sleeper, top bunck.
i visited the dinosaure musium already, it was nice, but i ran out of film emidiatly...
the night in the grasslands will cost 600, i was hoping for 450, which is the group per person rate.

i just arrived at my yurt, for a welcome i was given 2 shots of some fucking strong alcohol.
vegetables served with it, and every meal is served with Baijui. damn that white spirit.

first the dream. i had a wierd dream that i met the perfect girl, almost. she looked alot like reese witherspoon,
at this point i am sirius about her. i ask 'are you going to ask my name, or do i need to do the introductions?'
since we had just met there was no hoping, just talking, and we would see what direction things went.
the broken towel rack had quality chinese edges and was sharp enough to cut through the molding.

Three things, this weekend, LAST weekend, Tracy. to tell the story of last weekend we need to start off with this: