things are pretty complicated, but also not at the same time. it is a constant routine.
usually I wake up and eat a banana, then some yogurt, then some cereal and watch the ABC Evening News at 730 every morning. I guess it makes sense with time changes and all, but still it's funny to see Charles Gibson say good evening whilst I am munching on Cheerios.
Then I get on the lift and go out to catch a taxi to Sun Ho Tin Day, mmm ho zhaup (that's where I work to the taxi driver). Did I tell you I am learning Cantonese? I can count to ten, tell you to fuck your mother, ask you what you want to eat, give directions and tell you something died in your mouth. Also to remember how to say toilet, imagine two outhouses balanced precariously on a see-saw - tze tzaw. Things you never knew you were going to know.
Next up is a visit from pookie butt brendan, coming all the way from Seoul. we're going to get tattoos - free-hand Hong Kong tattoos and go camping on the beach.
I'm going to take you to a special place that nobody knows.
