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Day Dreaming of Nightmares
... kicking the **** out of me. Ten guys of which half were larger than I. He punched me again. Melissa was hysterical at this point. I didn’t go down. There was no ******* way I was going down. And then they left me. It was kind of weird really. There I was with a bloody nose and a hot chick hugging me. Like that, it was over. I don’t know why they left me alone. It’ll always be a mystery.
I had a great vacation. I decided ...
Tony
... I need. Today I left and returned home. Rizlan is on time today. He picks me up at the airport.
Once back at home I squeeze in a win against a higher ranked player in SC2 and then hit the gym to burn away some travel anxiety. Tomorrow’s a new day like each day is. Two weeks until a 10 day vacation. I’m staying put. My days will be swim in the am, run in the pm and anything goes in between and after. Should be nice.
Thanks for ...
October
... priorities and needs are so different here than at home, who would have ever thought that the top item on my Christmas wish list would be dish clothes, hahahaha, but it is something I have not been able to find here and I'm tired of washing my dishes with a sponge. Luckily there are so many other things to find here that you can't find at home that things seem to balance themselves. I seem to have found a weakness for the shoes and handbags that ...
Battle Scars
... at the base of his condo high rise. There to secure food for hungry partiers with the munchies back up just below the clouds. There with money from Lally to buy food. Perhaps the G Man’s tutelage guided me across the street with sandwich in hand to give to one of the many homeless men sitting at 4 am in the morning. Destitute. Heads titled to the ground. Heads unable to lift up from despair. Perhaps without hope. Perhaps hungry. Perhaps without love. Perhaps down on their ...
Dreams
... run back in the days when Danny D would leave me behind and run a 45 minute 10km. Those days were six years ago. That said I am ready for the Spartan. To run beside my team and all others challenging themselves.
I’ve got enough literature on Islam to start up my own book store. They’re trying to make a Muslim of me at work. I find it interesting and will certainly give it a good read. Today I had a nice conversation with some of the Arabic staff. We ...