General: April 2004 Archives
Fucking. Right. I'm not talking about the first paragraph, but the second. Every time Rose and I take a trip, there are these fucking kids that run around the train for 45 minutes screaming and laughing and what not. I hate it every time. I swear, you should have to be required to have a car before having children so that trips under 600 km can be made in peace. The breeders can have their fun-filled family time (ech!) and adults can take a nap on the train.
Sometimes I wish I could take off to a place with adults only and a very few select children. Like the ones I am related to, or Rose's daughter. Maybe the children of a few of my friends. But I cannot abide the children of strangers, especially in a public place.
Gotta go, people are hovering.
I think I am an old hand at meeting online people in real life for sexual/romantic reasons and otherwise. It all started two and a half years ago with a woman that I refer to as "S". But that's a whole other long story that you can still read in the archives here.
My friend Saab, living in Cairo, just emailed me from Turkey. He just bought 21 DVDs for 45 million Turkish liras. There's an odd character that changes his "i"'s. Here's what he had to say:
týme ýs runnýng out at the ýnternet cafe. quýck synopsýs of what ýve done so far:
a lýttle shoppýng for DVDs (21 for 45 mýllýon!), explorýng the hýlls of
Kapadokýa ýn central Turkey, had a fewe turkýsh baths (wýth the steamy
sauna, the loofah and massage), and výsýtýng a few fantastýc mosques ýn
Istanbul. tomorrow, we hop on a ferry to výsýt Istanbul on the Asýan
sýde. A lýttle Asýan tomorrow! Tell you more when I get back ýn
Caýro.
later dood!
Saab
For your information, $1 CAD is equivalent to just over 1 000 000 Turkish liras. So he bought 21 DVDs for $45 CAD, or $33 USD. He'll have to hook me up.
