well....somehow i ended up in Guayaquil......don't ask me exactly how that happened, since my head was about to explode. i finished my shit in Quito about an hour late, missed my flight to Bogota, and ended up at the airport groveling to the ticket agent to just get me out of there to someplace with oxygen......i basically came to my senses when i hit the pavement in Guayaquil......

i'm not sure why i'm such a woosball when it comes to oxygen deprivation......but it is what it is...

anyway, i'm below sea level, getting moderately drunk, and will head up to Bogota in the morning.

roll it and rock it......

that's the problem with panama........ my head hurts..... but in a good way....

anyway i made it to the airport and getting ready to take off for Quito. 8 hours on the ground and then its off to Bogota.

just another week on the grind. hopefully i can keep the actual work to under 3 hours this week..........

screw my plans. i think i'm going to go to panama today.....

plane descending into boston. totally looking forward to seeing camper van beethoven with my buddies from beantown. waiving the don't get drunk on sunday rule. oh who am i kidding? i've never had that stupid rule.......

i haven't gotten out of bed since thursday. sleeping 14 straight hours is absolutely awesome. anyone who says otherwise is delusional......anyway, i think i'll keep this up for another day or so.

sunday i have to split for boston to see camper van beethoven and cracker. then its off to quito and bogota.......so much for a lifestyle change. it ain't happening......

well fuck. i am getting cold feet. tomorrow i was planning to go into work and quit my job. chuck it all in and move to London. now i'm like, "well, maybe i should just keep doing this." i like detroit. moving is a collossal hassle when its 20 minutes away....must less 2000 miles....

ah shit. what the fuck should i do here?

day 2 consisting of nothing but sitting around by the pool in bangkok and occasionally taking a break to go eat some awesome thai street food. can you believe i am actually planning to go into the office in new jersey on monday and quit this job? i should have my head examined..........

sitting by the pool in bangkok with my laptop and a drink. its 35 degrees C (96 f). they pay me for this shit........

made it to bangkok -- and didn't even have to pay a shakedown fee to security in Lagos to allow me to bring "illegal" hangars in my suitcase (apparently having wrinkle-free clothes is frowned upon in nigeria).

anyway, one night in bangkok and the world's your oyster, hoss.......

next time you are in nigeria i recommend you skip the "crispy fried yoyo fish." it sounds much more amusing than it is in real life.......