Wednesday, May 8, 2002


There are very few things that are as life-affirming as removing unnecessary things from one's life, putting necessary things in a box, and shipping that box to your home. That's the point I'm at as of this afternoon when I carried a 20-kg box to the post office after spending about an hour last night packing and unpacking and repacking.

Ah! the weirdo strange man just arrived at the Internet cafe. He's as predictable as the cleaning lady at the Hera. Even the little black dog that accompanies him seems put out by these daily adventures they have and the extremely bizarre conversations he has with the woman behind the counter every day at about this time.

When answering the all important question, "Was it worth it?" I still keep coming up with the same response: no. But I know I have to make sense of it if only because of the lyrics to that Sheila Chandra song: "An ocean refuses no river." If you have any thoughts on the matter, please send them to me before May 12th! (Just so you're clear, we are talking about sex....)

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