Out of Order. I didn't have the heart to skate.

I went home to tell my momma I love her. After work the street was blocked with paving machines.

My grandfather was dying, so I went back to the US. I got lucky and got a good, new job and a good, new place ot live right before hand. For whatever reason, my job likes me, so they didn't even give me much shit about it. The flight was fucking horrorshow. I had a 9 hour layover in soeul, which is apparently the bets party city in the world these days, but it was 0 degrees and I chose to stay at Incheon overnight. to be honest, Incheon is maybe the best airport in which to be stuck. the lounge was comfortable and clean and there were even free showers. Korea was the last time I would visit civilization for a week.

My seat mate was 200+ kg and overflowed on me for the entire 15 hour flight. He was like an American shrek. I hate him. His hot, sweaty blubber grinded and flopped on me the whole time.

My dad picked me up at the airport. a lot is changing . construction is booming there. I had lunch with beth and sass and parents at mcrays. I had nachos. real nachos. I sent a video to lzyk, not explicitely to be cruel, but I guess it was still a dick move. I don't know why I did it. because I wish she was her old self and I wish were back to how they used to be between us.

I slept, and woke up at noon, Taipei time. I walked to waffle house, through the quiet, crisp cold of a ga November night. I saw a couple of cars. the waffle house dude was the angrist, most resentful little man I have ever met. his coworker, the cook, was a little more polite. it was awkward to observe their interaction, like they had just had a huge fight. I had an allstar breakfast, then I walked home.

I went to my grandfather's, and I drove him to physio. I slept through judy's supper and woke up at 3:00. I started reading brave new world that I stole from Jeff Darnall's class in 11th grade. damn that guy could teach. I wish I were like him.

It's so quiet in my grandfather's house that it's like the end scene of 2001. It must be so lonely here when no one is around. I feel awful for him. I can hear my own heartbeat in here.

Death conditioning.

Old people have dirty dishes.

The plane on the way back was like a weird big living room with hundreds of people in it. each one had their own tv.

Ive learned the shiining building lights of Taipei like constellations. it's good to be back on my home planet.