sam, feeling zangy and disturbed.

last night we went to this dinner shin dig with the elderly and some teen girls (WINKY WINK SCHWING). it was a sort of work get together for ellie and jeff, but kids were invited, even old ones like jake and i. unfortunately jake and i did not have the privilege of going and hanging out with the teen girls up in their room and instead were forced/thrilled to sit around this table and watch people talk. dinner was thai themed so we had some thai food and it was pleasant (lamb curry yall).

there was this old bird from new zealand named michelle who i had been sort of queued up to talk to because of her connection to new zealand and elementary school, both things that our becoming parts of my life. our conversations were brief because i am brief and we basically worked out that we would try and work together while i am here in china. i felt a bit uneasy about the setting and would surely have preferred to have met her personally, if you know what i mean, and talked about these things one on one, if you catch my squeeze, rather then at some old person wine party where my presence was confused and sort of unwanted, but that is life this life it just happened last night.

hey guess what! there was some other americans there. i always forget how refreshing an american squirt is until they are completely devoid. one was from new york and of little consequence, if you feel me, and the other was from hawaii. her name was bernie and she was very morose, this is initially how i realized her americanness. good old americans and there inability to stay optimistic for an entire conversation, if youll allow me to generalize, jk yall cant stop me. she liked fresh air like me, which i enjoyed hearing because jeff and apparently others really enjoy the heavy noxious fumes that make up the air here in china. we smiled about blue skies.

jake was there too. he was mostly silent. we laughed at my mom for having a slave. she laughed too.

check ya later foolies. call me (hhahhahaa you cant).