needs must, as the devil drives!

hail.

in singapore.
yesterday parting from annika for the second time was to say the least, hellbiscuit. crap. i have been with her for about 4 months now, and it feels like losing an asentual part of me.

got in last night at around 10.40 cought the last train by the skin of my teeth and got to the hostel at around 12.00. i leapt into the elivater and then had some problems working out which floor to go to. the lonly planet screws up by saying it is called the china town guest house when it is the china town homestay. the guest house is on the floor below. eventualy after visiting each floor a couple of times with much berwilderness i reconised an offering thingy on the 5th floor. i pressed the bell and percy popped up out of a trap. he remembered me and tan and geoff and edd also. he is very friendly. slept.

i will see you tomorow! am i being picked up or what?

jul

thanks for the e-mail mama! i will recomend the “method” to annika as an all cure!

julio

yo! well we have been in kuta for a few days now. we decided to stay in a more plesent place for an increase i price.unfortunatly the weather was a bit manky and annika has some sort of stomac bug, which i gather from the sounds of pain to be quite fun! at one point i went to the supermarket at annika’s request and got a massive pawpaw. the size of two footballs. we hacked into it and gorged on the fruit, very nice! annika ate spoonfulls of the diseased seeds gagging on the taste. and possibly she had to many as they had little effect on the stomac problem.possible becouse we consumed a rich meal afterwoulds. now she is eating only dry biscuits and water, and i am having trouble with solidatirity. weather is very hot now and we went to the beach, but not for to long, as we lean from our painful mistakes!

liv: the milk baths cost an ingot of gold. but apparently feels like eating a small slice of heaven pie! annika certainly looks very happy upon emerging, and regails me with tales of how nice the massage and and bath and the small bits of fruit they give her, are.

dod: did you feel the urge to have another installation? when we were in ubud we decided to check out the world famous neka art musium.it was a bit dull and most of it was a bit crap and frankly my eyes were burning and my back was on fire by the end. though there were a few nice ones to tell the truth. at one point we came upon a building entirely dedicated to a artiste of the name of arie smitd or something. god’s blood, he was crap! apparently he had donated the festering doubs (presumably ‘cos he couldn’t sell them) and the lined every wall. what took the biscuit was the enscriptions beside each picture which told us exactly how we should feel when viewing the “piece”. as i have leant there is nothing quite as inspiring as seeing some really crap art. it makes you feel a quality artist as your medeoke skatches far supasse this celerbrated artist’s work.and you feel the urge to produce something in a sort of protest against it. or something. a chappy wrote that if you want to be an author you have to read everything with either a burning envy or laughing disdane. i presume this applies to art as well.

julio

hello.

tan: will give you annika’s address in an e-mail as possibly she would rather not want it blogged for all the world to see.

liv: i was standing behind him and if he had tried any funny business i was quite prepered to give him a vulcan death grip!

as to character building, yes i defenatly felt a level up! a bit more xp and i will be able to use firaga spells and take on mid level bosses.

exercise is what they need mama! get them doing daily pressups like i am now joyusly partaking off!

still in ubud. annika is having a massage and a milk bath.

julio