Sukotosan came back, but we haven't skated yet because of life. I got moderately sick with asian flu, which is always worse than regular flu. It has a weird effect on me; I have alternating hypersomnia (this probably isnt a real word) and insomnia. So last night, even thought I had body ache like I was hit by a bus, I couldn't sleep til 08 00. Lzyk woke me up at 9, when she left, and i thought about what to do next. I didn't techincally have to do anyhting until noon, and three more hours of sleeping would proportionally increase my sleeping by several fold. However, my internet telephone is completely dead, and I odn't have an alarm clock. i do have a very adorable circular hedgehog kitchen timer that my sister sent lzyk. Ingeniously, I realized i could set it twice for 60 min and get ot work on time. the first time it went off, I woke up. there was some unexplained female screaming going on, but i soon passed about again and slept from about 11 to 12 32. I know it was 12 32 because this was 2 minutes after I should have left. the hedgehog alarm had betrayed me but since I live in asia, anything this cute can't be at fault, so i threw on my stratosphere skateboards shirt, since it was relatively clean and was laying on the ground by the sofa, and ran downstairs, ran to the mrt, ran through the station, and ran to work. working when sick is both miserable and completely irresonsible, since it gets everyone else sick too, but sometimes you have ot just do what it takes to fit in. after work, i went home and was greeted by the same screaming that was going on when i woke up. that is fucked. taiwan has a problem with kidnapping for scams and prostitution, so that came ot mind, but most of all, i wondering, how the fuck could someone scream at the top of their lungs for 8 hours straight? maybe they stopped and only restarted when I came home? it kept going and going, screaming and screaming, so i tried to talk to my security guard, but i think i said something like "I hear a woman constantly playing with her shoes", so they were nonplussed.
lzyk wanted to go on a date, so went to the best yakitori in taipei. then we walked back home across the city, which meant through linsen, which is the best place, late on firday nights. the local industry is selling vaginas, and for about 8x10 blocks, that seems ot be all they do. even the street vendors are selling thongs to the prostitutes. it's hard to not be a little judgemental when you see what 90% of the slut clothes are: school girl uniforms. I can understand that there is some fucked up subsect of dudes who are into whatebver they are into; internet bear witness, but goddam. chill on that underage thing, your perverts.
anyway, when i paid for yakitori, lzyk gave me some cash in case i didnt have enough. i did, but i put it in my wallet. she mentioned it, but for me, this sort of meant "we have left over money, so let's buy some beer and drink it on the way home.' so i did. so she mentioned it. so i offered it back, innocently enough. however, handing her wads of cash at 7 at 2 am on a friday night is apparently insulting, and she stomped off home, and i couldnt get her to hold my hand for almost all the way. i might have mentioned something like "if you dont want to get paid then it's not my problem', in front of lots of people. now that i think about it, it might be more insulting than i had intended.
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