2006-11-08 - 10:51 p.m.
So people, I'm back in America. Back in black, back to life, back to reality, back to the future, backless dress, back to me, back to basics, back on the chain gang. And so on. You get the drill.
I've been back for two and a half weeks and have accomplished...nothing! Nothing at all, people. I have done a lot of sitting on the computer and wanting to do things. But it never really gets past there. Reasons for this include:
1) www.uzfiles.com. A ridonkulous amount of uzbek mp3s that I never was able to find in Turkmenistan. This takes up at least an hour or two a day.
2) Youtube. I mean, right?
3) Myspace. Not because I'm on it, because, in case you didn't know, I hate it and spend a lot of time talking about how much I hate it.
I have managed to apply for a few jobs in the meantime to make me feel much better about my low work output.
I've also discovered the nair, while a wonderful product on the dorsal regions, has fine print on the bottle that informs users not to apply onto the genital regions. I of course did not read this warning and instead am suffering a terrible spell of constant itching. When I go to the doctor for 255 ingrown hairs, please, people, let's not be surprised. Readjustment to American ways of life, it seems, is a much more tricky waterway to navigate than I anticipated if by "readjustment to American ways of life" I mean "excess hair removal."
