June 16, 2009

from the records of "he" [pt.2 - Thai files - Oct. '07]

Down there in the yard the cat with the gray coat is swiftly going after the one with the black one. Up here in the safety of the 3rd floor I’m not bothered if I vomited all over the place. It’s simple; like being on a plane on a plane. Sanitary environments discourage puke, that is a fact, whereas filthy ones do. Just think of your last trip down to the stadium of your choice. The bogs in particular.

The air conditioner is hissing out his job at a steady 24 degrees Celsius. In order to achieve this it has to occasionally increase its efforts which results in an increase of noise in the newly refurbished flat. THE TEAM has lost again , so a continuation of solitary drinking would be welcome.

As it is past midnight, the local law prohibits the sell of alcohol, though. The enforcement is weak, however.

No real obstacle then.

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