Foder. I miss Fiona. And due to said yearnings, I'm becoming even more blind to cultural (and god forbid, spiritual) growth than I was before.
Stupid trip.
Michael.
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- Hm... I´m all OVER my blog like a rash. Look there.
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Need a drink? Meet you at the ... oh rats ... !
Rups :)
But there are cholitas selling crazy crap on the streets! There are mountains! There is possibly still a spraycan lying on the corner (maybe; I'm not sure about that anymore)! Thre are cheap pool halls! There is Spanish floating around on the wind!
I'm sorry dude, there are down moments, but I'm thinking of you.
You're right Marty. And I really could use that drink Rupert. Hey, let's go down to Cerebritos and... oh, yes, that's right. Bugger it.
Yo, I found this blog thing from your post to the Marfan mailing list and read all the entries on the front page at present. Whooo, I am jealous! I dissected in La Paz last year and came "home" and now my biggest fear is not being able to get away again. Stay out in the world as long as you can, my marfy brother!!!
Linka, who used to live in Bulgaria.
cool brother,
Thanks for your work there.
-damtalldave in Wisconsin
sorry you're having a rough time. hope it get's better.
Yep I'm kinda sorry for your down moments, but all I will say is COME HOME. I can't say it often enough.....Love ya
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