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Hello once again,

I borrowed the title from someone's post. I can't remember whose. Sorry.

I enjoyed your last posts Vasco, and for that sake some of the previous ones as well. But really, you should take less drugs. Certainly not more. By the way, I envy your 550E like hell. Moshe, I have yet to see if you are well, because your posts generally discourage me. (kiddinggg.)

On the home front; the exercise regime is going well. Marcus and myself spent from 9 until 1 searching for an appropriate gym, encountering in the process a exceedingly professional and absolutely expensive gym called PURE; a significantly dodgy place (where the Guest Fee/Day was 150 HKD whilst a 6 week program cost 199 HKD) called CALIFORNIA FITNESS; a liposuction and spa clinic that was not as such a fitness gym; and finally a tasteful, reasonably priced, and overall hip gym. By that time, however, I had lost taste for the entire idea, and so I didn't join. (I'm running instead, mainly because I'm poor and running is gratis so long as treadmills are not involved). Marcus went on to join PURE; wish him luck.

We finished at the library and I was amazed by the gross volume of literature our race produces...

I made a pact to radically reduce cigarette/day quotas after my mother recalled a rather intimate cancer experience with one of her friends, and after spending a night drinking with Paul. I also discovered the exiled Prime Minister of Thailand, Thaksin Shinawatra, is actually my cousin. Actually, actually. We tried to activate contacts to see whether I could go and live with him for a month or two later. No reply as of yet.

Today the ONLY thing I did was get my hair cut.

Jariya Yamkhamang