rebuttal to the lone, whiskey sipping, alientated, bitter woman -- NO,it's by no means a hyperbolic characterization of you.  i thought you might enjoy another writers classic description of some alone time before bed, sipping and savouring the liquor, along with a good book .....

bitter and alienated....u added in probably cuz of ur state at the time of ur email. lone - u could refute that word if you wanted to, but you don't. try fiance.com if all else fails.

"And of your writing?For the remainder of your trip (for which you haven given me an ETA for USA), discipline yourself into the writer I think you should be ?published or not.  I love to have the historical documentation of where you were in your head for this time.  Imagine coming home without the manuscript of your in the moment ?what a shame, no?"  

...the writer that you think i should be would encompass...sometimes i feel a certain literary fervor that pushes me along the fringes of an epic BLOG, but quite honestly, thats about it.  of course i yearn for the pulitzer to sit on my shelf next to mr nobel, but does generic sarcasm joint with classic 'midlife crisis' of each and every moment' modified by wayyyyy too many adjectives toss me into that pile of "talent" versus "neexxxt"...and to be honest, my thought of the moment has only been conjured by your email.  without it, all you readers would probably see a continuoum of pictures and the glories of excessive consumption (FOOD ONLY...for now)....sukiyaki, soondubu, and pictures of JANIE will be posted soon -- those are for u doug...and odd comment that i even received emails about it.

my personal thoughts for the moment are stagnant.  i'm no longer the earth prober, im settled in, its a shame not, not to have written down the thoughts, but to have none alltogether....mindless daze?...guess this is where mr johnnie walker is about to kick in for the weekend....i'll try to shave someone else's eyebrow over drinking competition and post my thoughts on that.

oh right...so last night we -- jason, frank, jamesbond, and james bonds' new conquest -- hit up sun yat sen memorial park with 12 beers and a deck of cards...with the innate humor and behavior of the profanest boys in the country, there was no need to take pictures of the lewd behavior only because it will happen in another variation the very next time we meet...so whichever lucky naive mate that decides to join and has a camera can publish the pics...until then, short round of the nights "do as the king tells u" in text - piss piss and more piss, interlocking tongues, sweaty salty face licking, wheelbarrels, forward rolls, pole dancing, porn re-enactment, tongue versus tongue, nose biting, nose swallowing, shoe smelling, armpit hair biting, kissing...oh yea...chugging...