Groceries 8 22 Slow week.  Got all this for $24.  Most of the expense came from the Charmin but at least I have enough for a short lifetime now.

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Mop Last of the Scotland.  Plus mish-mash of quotes.  Get it?  Get it?

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I ran across this guys blog awhile back who was eating on $1 a day.  I already knew a lot of the stuff he did but for some reason I never got around to doing.  Being as I'm so "smart" with my money, I decided to start trying it.  It's taken a few months but I'm starting to get the hang of it.  I went from saving ~40% off my groceries to saving ~50% along with getting tons of stuff for free or nearly for free at CVS, Walgreens and RiteAid.  Shout outs for slickdeals and the krazy lady of course.  For instance, I got all of the stuff below for $7.33 today.  That's a lot of tuna!  It's a challenging game and you know how I love those!  I also love sticking it to the man and stupid CSRs who think they own the place. Ralphs

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Baaaaa More William Wallace

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Man The Stations Homeland of Braveheart.

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While waiting for my haircut today, I decided to check my horoscope.  It said I'd have to pay back something I thought was free in the past.  I have a parking ticket so no biggie, I was going to pay it anyway.Then I came home and my 5 billionth hospital bill showed up. $45,890.00.  For an appendectomy.  No, that's not a typo, there are no extra zeros.  I didn't even get an extra kidney.  That $60 parking ticket isn't looking so bad.You know, in some countries, you can buy a family of 4 for that much.  I mean, at least a couple of chirruns.

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Today I happened upon an interesting article about religion.  God then spoke to me and told me to go to the great gathering, the food court.  There, a couple of wandering preachers of Christianity approached me.  I guess they saw the aura above my head that said I've got religion on my mind and they had their mind set on me.I had a sloppy burger in my hands and a mouth full of onion rings but does God say no to those in need?  No, of course not, he welcomes them with greasy hands.  I tried to convince them to follow me instead of Jesus but I ended up leaving with just some fried crumbs in my lap and not even a drop of wine.  I did get some free Pom chocolate coffee which has now made me completely agitated (I'm such a cheap date).  Well, that or my lack of follow-me-charisma-power.  ```

Some people go to bed with random people in a drunken haze after a break up to try to fill that eternal void of love lost crushed by the only thing they knew to be all that is, only to wake up with a putrid aftertaste like a used towel thrown carelessly on the linoleum tiles of a roach motel.A car break-in is devastating though not as character-building as a breakup.  That is until you go to an apartment that has been burnt down with the owners livelihood sitting in a pile of ashes.  Apartment fires are my random night at a club.  A break-in is then just meh.  Nothing fills a void like black soot, a hole in the roof and burnt bed springs.It goes very well with my teachings.  No matter how bad off you are, someone is off far worse than you.  Always look for someone who has a sh*ttier life than you to bring you back up.  C'est la vie (excuse my French)

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Faces of Moldova 9

More pics I forgot I did.  This was part of a project I did for my high school graduation 1st year.

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Out of the Shadow

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D3000 No more crappy Canon P&S.  Happy Birthday to me.

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Guardian Poor man's HDR.  Picasa'd, check it out, love it all sucka!

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Happy Day trip to El Faro Orphanage in TJ.

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Waking up to my beautiful wife Nigella Lawson making me lunch as I lay in bed, going out to volunteer, napping, Lakers winning.  Recipe for a good weekend.  A perfect weekend would be if Nigella was real. Read and post comments | Send to a friend

Is it sad that I got more excited from finding old photo albums than finding out I got a new niece?I waited for over a month for it to rain and clean up my car.  Decided to wash my car as it was more brown than black.  It was sexy for 2 hours before it started raining.I never knew we had a dead people's holiday.  More reason why living in Moldova was just like Vietnam.

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Damn, I'm having a good day.  I mean really, this doesn't happen often.  First my landlord emails me telling me that the passive-aggressive (minus the passive) Frenchman idiot who lives below me just moved out.  Whoopee!  No need to call the po po's.  Seriously, more reason not to go to France.Then I spent $100 of someone elses money on Amazon.  Yay, no more stealing salt from my mom in a ziplock bag and opening cans with my multi-tool.Then I got extra falafal in my falafel sandwich for almost nothing!And today was payday, icing.

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Lady of the House Ephesus, Turkey, Summer '09 COS

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Took the Amtrak down to SD this weekend to visit Just Married and the Little Engineer.  I highly recommend it.  Not the visiting myfriends part but taking the train.  Did some real manly things with JM while his wifey was away this weekend like play Xbox together, walks on the beach, making beer, watching movies, grocery shopping, cooking dinner and being gabby gabby about our PC experience.It's nice to know that some people haven't forgotten where their priorities lie and stand up for what their principles are.One of his friends' spouse is Japanese.  Using my years of solid research and statistics analysis, I have deduced that Japanese women are crazy because that's 2-0 now for me.LE and I introduced me to the wine bar culture surrounded by her engineering friends.  Yes, a dream come true right?  A bunch of guys talking about tech all night long.  Nerd is relative.Talking of talking, talking openly and honestly really does help in conversations.  Even if it means hurt feelings and bruised egos.  In the end, confusion is past and clarity rises.

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Broken Cave Cappadocia Day 2 on a motorscooter.

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Evil Eye

Cappadocia Day 1 pics up.

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Why Isn't It Called Grey Mosque? I had time to kill before flying out to London so I went to the Palace which I missed the last time I was here.

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I was trying to kill time today during lunch and I remembered that there was an arcade around the corner.  To my surprise and delight I found a Taco Bell while walking there.  Then I crossed the street to the arcade and saw the dreaded "For Lease" sign.  Damn economy.  Damn you.  What am I going to do during the day now?  I mean other than working. Read and post comments | Send to a friend

Pipe Bed Woohoo, finally my first instructable:

Hybrid Pipe Bed http://www.instructables.com/id/Hybrid-Pipe-Bed/

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Meditation The beginning of my trip home from living two years in another country.  First stop, Istanbul.

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Chinese New Year is great because I get free leftovers to take home and money from family.  I offered to give this year but my sisters didn't want me to.  Do you know what that means?  I will never be giving money!  I see it as payment for computer services rendered without compensation.My oldest sister said something that night that at the moment were just words that usually go in one ear and out the other but the next day it really hit me.  I was playing soda pong with my nephews and nieces.  Oh yeah, did I tell you that?  We were bored and since I had learned how to play beer pong from fellow Peace Corps volunteers (btw, I'm done censoring myself in regards to PC as they screwed me over with my health insurance) I decided to play a toned down version with them.  Apparently half of the knew how to play already.  I'm a late bloomer I guess.Anyway, we took a break and were eating dinner when one of them referred to me as Uncle.  My sister said that I'm not their Uncle, I'm their brother.  It made me realize that they really are like the siblings I never had.  I was basically raised by my five sisters (hence the sensitivity) as my brothers were who knows where doing who knows what.  The two closest to me by age are both girls so I didn't hang out with them after I realized that I was just a real live Barbie doll for them to paint nails on and dress up.So really, in some ways, I am closer to my nephews and nieces.  I always rough house with them and joke around with them.  Especially now that some are finally in college and I can do stupid stuff with them like soda pong!

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I wasted another Must See TV day yesterday going to a Red Cross meeting.  I've been to six meetings/classes so far.  I usually inhale my food and rush to get there only to be waiting around for 15-20 minutes while everything gets situated.  The presenters are usually untrained or unprepared and with my 5 minute attention span, presentations get real boring real fast.  I don't know if they breeze over things because they really are that simple or if I just have a simple mind.  Tangents ALWAYS happen and I usually leave more confused than when I came in.Other gripes

People who don't clean up after themselves in public restrooms are nastyLA drivers who don't know how to drive and are constantly trying to kill me on my bike (I'm trying to save the world here)

Neighbors who slam their doors and wake me up in the morning (I swear, I'm going to crash a plane into their apartment)

People who push the elevator button right as the door is closingNot being able to donate blood more than once every two months (I need comp time!)

People of a certain ethnicity who always eat chips during meetings (that's just disrespectful)

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The Boys of Summer

My last summer in Moldova.  July 4th Celebration, my first village, F'Asian's B-day, a summer camp.

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Feeding Time And a local well cleaning. Mornin' Sun And not one...

Sandwich

but two trips to the woods.

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Rosy Finally got my village version of Prom 2009 pics up. 

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After four trips to the Red Cross, I'm finally an official volunteer.  I came in and the first thing they asked me was what I wanted to do.  I told them I don't like people and they didn't believe me.  Ha!  Now I just have to take a bajillion classes to specify what I will actually do for them.  I went to one class and I felt like I was at PST all over again.  The feeling of not knowing what the heck was going on was traumatizing all over again.  Yesterday I was speaking to a new co-worker about how crazy the LA drivers are.  I'm psychic.  As I was biking home in the rain, a car hit me.  Ok, it was more of a love tap because it just slightly bent my wheel but the worst part of it was that they did it on purpose.  They did a California roll and kept driving because I have rear blinking lights you can't miss in the dark.  I'm going to have to do a stake-out one of these days to catch them.  I have a BB gun and I'm not afraid to use it.Last couple of weekends I've been designing my apt.  I'm about 3/4 of the way through (still need that bed) so I will eventually get there.  My neighbor actually came up Saturday night to say I was making too much noise.  C'mon, it was a Saturday night.  Boo hoo.My xbox is now connected to my computer is now connected to my flat screen is now connected to my phone is now connected to the internet is now connected to everything free.  Yes, it is a masterpiece.  I will bet you a million pennies (blame the economy) no one, NO-ONE has this setup.

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I got my blood sucked on Friday.  You know what the best part of giving blood was?  No, it wasn't saving a few lives.  Not only did I get four hours of comp time, I got free juice, cookies and an umbrella!  Good deal.  Too bad you can only do it every three months.  Time to stock up on umbrella-ella-ella-aye-aye-ayes.The other week I went to a PC dinner get-together.  Only for the first time since a really long time I forgot my wallet (at least a week).  Not a good time to be around strangers in a place that requires money to participate in the main activity.  Luckily the lady next to me was nice enough to give me an IOU so I bought dinner for everyone.

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Last week I went to the last place I ever thought I'd go back to - Ohio.  For the long time reader, you know the perverted notoriety that Ohio has in my heart.And yet an opportunity came by that I could not pass up.  Last minute as it was.I was able to use this super secret parking spot from work so that I could walk to the $5 LAX bus.  I zoomed through my gate so I kept busy with my android (jealously pining for the Nexus of course).  Seeing everyone at the layover in Chicago, I just kept imagining how country Dayton would be, like a page out of the People of Walmart.  I guess I was punished by the Daytonian Gods because right as we were about to land this mysterious fog rolled it and we had to be diverted to Fort Wayne, IN for a couple of hours.Immediately after landing I was rushed to a Harlem Globetrotters game where Big Easy and Flight Time figured they were too famous for us regular folk to show up and do some lay-ups (bc apparently that is all they can make).  Boo!  Watching that lady in the crowd do that, "oh no you diiin't" was definitely the highlight.It was a quick minute at home and then back out to a NYE celebration with a bunch of Romanians.  Yes, I can't find one Romanian in a city of 12 million but there's tons in a city where instead of RiteAid they have RiteRug, instead of Carls Jr it's Hardees.  After some nostalgia, tasty Romanian food and great conversation (fortunately mostly in English) (apparently America is the best country to live in) we dashed to another NYE bash at the home of a much younger crowd of friends and alcohol.  Speaking of which, even though those Romanians were dry, they still snuck it in a dessert.  You can take a Romanian out of Romania but you can't take the schmecher out of a Romanian.  I felt like I was around long-time friends.  Lots of hugs and then some.  I'm sure all those emails they received about me helped out a lot.  I don't think I've ever been hugged by multiple strangers multiples times except for that one time when I was convinced to go to a rave.  It was a looong time ago ok?  Like a decade ago.Then it was off to lala land for much needed rest and a full day of FoodTV and movies. Even though I just came back from living on a semi-farm for two years, we went to a real one the next day.  Apparently Dave Chappelle is hiding in that neighborhood.  Go figure.  Volunteers say if you want to disappear, go to Moldova.  Dayton might be a close second.  I wanted to do something real country like shoot something with a rifle but I just fed some goats and ate some ice cream in freezing cold weather.Back at home we met up with a childhood friend.  Oh, something else Dayton is good for - making babies and troops.  Dayton is like the Walmart of stores.  Military housing in bulk.  And for the cost of a studio in LA you can probably buy a mansion.  But remember, you get what you pay for.  After pizza with the gang where I accidentally flirted with a married friend (it's like a Roomba, it's automagic, I can't turn it off) we went to a comedy club.  Let me tell you, I was relieved when the guy was not funny because there were times when I couldn't take it anymore.  I also appreciated the LOTR and Star Wars references.The last day was an uneventful series of work emails and leftovers.  Even the In-N-Out burger was meh.  But a great unexpected vacation.

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Care package - $40

Shipping care package to Moldova - $53.95Parking ticket because I didn't put in 50c in meter when going to Post Office - $50Parking permit to not get another ticket - $31.25Parking meter parking to park at office - 50cDMV registration change, lease, and electric bill in order to get parking permit in order to not get a ticket - $20Peace of mind - priceless

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Last weekend I got together with an old acquaintance.  She was sweet, charming, beautiful, had a great sense of humor and an accent, wants to do non-profit work and loves to travel.  We talked endlessly and I didn't even notice the time.  I couldn't stop thinking about her afterwards and she was likewise excited about our get-together.  Oh yeah, I forgot to mention she has a fiance too.  Oh, and she lives across the Pacific.

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Yesterday my boss asked me if I knew how to spell "myriad".  My first day of work he called me at 5:10 to see if I was still at work.  A few days ago, I was given an hour to assemble and turn in a grant.  I feel like I'm going through admin assistant boot camp.I got my first ticket today after moving.  $50 for a meter fine is outrageous.  The last time i spent $50 that quick for something illegal was in Las Vegas and it didn't involve dice. Every week that I've crossed the street to the store I've almost been hit by crazy drivers.  I'm hoping one day it will actually happen so I can get this $50 back.  I got an email from Peace Corps this week for an interview.  Of couuurse.  No, don't call me two weeks ago when I would've jumped at this opportunity.  No, email me right at the threshold of the point of no return for my current job.  Well, I did get a raise and furloughed in the span of a week into it so that would be a good excuse if I had to.  If.  How about you stop being idiots about my medical bill first?The chaos of my apartment has finally settled down I think.  We'll see if it gets reflected in my rent next month.  I just used my kitchen to full capacity and I didn't burn the place down.  I mean I have electric stoves so you'd think there wouldn't be any flames.  Yeah, unless I was in the kitchen.

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I just checked my mail at my new apartment for the first time.  Things are looking up. Read and post comments | Send to a friend

My lucky streak since I've been back to the U.S.:

Car accidentAppendectomyLost a UPS packagePackage from Moldova stolenPC screwed up my insurance

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It just took me two hours to pick up and drop off my nephew and niece from school.  2 hours!  I have driven to San Diego in less time.  Some gang bangers decided to shoot up a local bar and now all the streets are closed off.  The driving-with-a-car honeymoon period has definitely worn off. Read and post comments | Send to a friend

I's Yay, I finally finished my May photos!  There's a mixture of the last days of school, my partner's babies' baptism and the official opening of sports season.  Two more months to go.

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Last week my packages finally arrived from Moldova.  I had shipped back home a bunch of my clothes and some electronics in 3 boxes.  One arrived opened with my things taken out and random books, cheap clothes, and a plastic thingy put back in.  Needless to say, I'm pretty peeved.I am also missing a package from UPS now, getting my T-mobile bill reduced, worked on an insurance claim, got my car fixed up, and who knows what else.  Ugh, the curse of having too many things.  Because of that, I've spent more time here on the phone with CSRs than I ever have in Moldova.  In fact, I think I spent 0 minutes on the phone with a CSR in Moldova. Two weeks ago, I participated in the 9/11 volunteering day at a LA garden.  I met up with a bunch of previous and potential PCV's to try and network and see if I can find some work.  I left covered in sweat and dirt and my future still looking like a fog of war.Last week I went to my first Rotary meeting to try and get sponsored for the Ambassador scholarship.  It was a dud.  The person helping me couldn't even remember my name or where I was stationed.  Romania?  Timmy Geo?  He's a doctor though so I'm not too surprised.  He also told me that the scholarship has actually been canceled but considering my experience with him that day, I need to find a second opinion.After that I went down to drop my niece off at UCSD.  They have a horrible moving in situation.  You have a set time that you're allowed to come in.  Of course you think, "Oh I have an appointment, this should be easy."  It was about as easy as trying to get rid of Giardia.  They make you wait in one line and then another line and then another.  We waited almost two hours inching along with almost a hundred other cars and when I left, there was still a line.  There was a about 5 bajillion volunteers/workers who kept telling us the same things (stay to your right, please move up 2 inches) and yet nothing was actually getting done.  I hope my nieces education won't be anything like that.Ready to leave that place with earnest, I headed over to see a friend who I haven't seen in over eight years from my Vietnam program.  She was just as beautiful as when I first met her, works at UCSD, has a newborn and a house.  I only envied that she had a job, the rest I could do without.  But it works for her and I'm glad she has found what she needs.  Surprisingly, she was the only person who has really been interested in my PC experience.  Yeah, not my family who has known me my whole life (some who think I was in New Zealand studying), not my friends who I've known for more than eight years, not even my bff.  No, a girl that I met for four months, had a crush on, living in a different place, at a different time.In keeping with the EAP reunion theme I then went to see another friend from my Australia program.  She did have her own house as well but luckily no children.  I was surprised considering everyone and their moms are getting engaged or married.  I made Canh Cua for the first time and it turned out not that bad considering there were ZERO Asian supermarkets around.As I was driving home on the 5, the gas light went on.  Thinking my sisters' car was like all my other ones, I felt pretty confident I could make it home even if the needle went below zero.  I was wrong and paid for it by waiting on the 5 fwy for 1 1/2 hours as cars and trucks were happily enjoying their day constantly zooming by inches away.  I almost didn't even make it over to the meridian as my car was choking on fumes and I was on the far left lane.  That was my adventure for the week.  Now it's back to chauffeuring, volunteering, studying and looking for work.   Read and post comments | Send to a friend

Mitoc

This is a PG-13 version of a slide show I did for the volunteers that were in my training village and our two years together.  It's ~30 minutes so make sure you have time.

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Finally got a new car.  Now I'm free to do nothing.  I got buyers remorse of course.  Wrong color, too expensive, wrong type, too expensive.  Good thing I'm not Catholic or else the excess guilt would drown me.I'm volunteering now as a way to get out of the house and procrastinate on getting a job.  The other day two little kids were out of control.  Like throwing things and shouting and yelling out of control.  And then I wonder if people realize how lucky they are to have the right to bear children.  And then take advantage of it and ruin it for everyone else.  There should be a system like what we have for credit scores.  Earn it.  Someone needs to make that happen.  Ok, I'm sure Obama could articulate that more coherently (like he just did for Health Care [my first Obama speech btw])I'm also blogging to procrastinate.  I've still yet to find a job but heck I'm an American.  I live outside my means!  But I do have Amsterdam pics up.

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- Attend a White Wedding - Bifa (check in Romanian)

- Go through a drive-thru - Bifa

- Drive and eat on the freeway - Bifa

- Flush a toilet - Bifa

- Talking on the phone while driving a new car - Bifa

- Honk at stupid drivers - Bifa

- Throw styrofoam away - Bifa

- Attend a kids b-day with face painting - Bifa

- Pay bills online - Bifa

- Watch TV while eating and checking email - Bifa

- Dump everything down the sink drain - Bifa

- Paying someone to mow the lawn - Bifa

- Marketing phone calls - Bifa

- Customer service

...and yet still feeling like Moldova

- Not taking daily showers - Bifa

- Mom telling me to find a wife - Bifa

- Mom asking me where I'm going - Bifa

- Mom scolding me for going out without a hat - Bifa Read and post comments | Send to a friend

To my audience of two out there, I'm finally back home.  The ghetto bird above has driven me into action.  Actually I came home last Sunday but I didn't have Internet or phone or transportation or motivation or write.  Yesterday I went to Target and was giddy.  Not only were 50 bajillion flavors of chips and salsa at my fingertips, nobody was staring at me, I was scanning barcodes on my new Google phone, and I could speak English.  America of course doesn't come without it's aggravations.  Asian women counting out her change at the checkout, kids playing in the aisles, people moving your cart, and not getting the customer service that is a god-given right to any American.In some ways things are actually even worse here while other things are practically the same.  In Moldova at least I had a job, transportation, internet and a phone.  I've got the latter two down now but getting a car will be tricky since you need a car to go shopping for one.  And a job?  I would rather not get depressed talking about it.  At least in Moldova my host Mom never nagged me about anything.  It took about 2 hours for my mom to ask me when I'm getting a job and getting married.But the problem of language with my mom still exists here.  I still don't take daily showers.  I'm still poor.  I still have giardia.  Looking at the situation, I'm glad I never came back to visit during my two years.  It would've been a huge waste of money.  I would probably be doing what I'm doing right now which is nothing.  People have their own lives.  Now I gotta go find mine.

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I'm in London now.  It really is expensive here.  I mean I spent half the money I spent in Turkey in 5 days in 1 day here.  Finished my Turkey trip.  Drove around a lunar landscape in a scooter.  Yes, I can drive around in a scooter now because I'm not a volunteer anymore.  Going to Scotland tonight for four days.  It's going to be freezing compared to the 100 something degrees in Ephesus.  Then I'll be back in London for 3 days and then home.  Pictures later. Read and post comments | Send to a friend

Guess where I am right now?  If you guessed Chisinau airport you get a cookie.  I have officially completed my two years of service in Moldova and let me tell you, there's no greater feeling.  Ok, maybe a butt rub after a long routiera ride but other than that, no better feeling.  I have waited for this moment probably half my life.It's been a really long two weeks filled with goodbyes, tears (not my crocodile tears of course), packing and confessions of love/lust (again, why would I confess anything?).  My ambivalency is now leaning more toward contentment at this point because in a few hours I'll be in Istanbul, Turkey and this time I won't be looking back because I'm leaving it all behind.  All of it.

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I hate being the computer guy for many reasons.  Reason # 4311325: I had to help someone significant in my life clean out their computer from too much crap.  I did not expect this from him but men are men, it doesn't matter what part of the world.  Well you know where that crap usually comes from right?  I'll call it Adult Entertainment for all the kiddies reading.  Didn't help the situation that he was a little drunk.  Just made the situation all that stranger.  Well, maybe he needed it.  So it popped up, I kept cool and deleted all traces for him.  Then to save future miseries and embarrassment I showed him the new private browsing function in Firefox.  I definitely needed a drink after that as well.  Don't you hate when that happens?  It's a good thing I'm leaving in less than a week.  How could I ever look him in the face again?```

In both countries in which I've lived, love/lust for me tends to reach a crescendo right as I'm about to leave the country.  Then I get involved in this tussle of the pulling of heart strings.  Nobody comes out of it happy.  This time is no different.  Ok, slightly different but of the same nature.  I almost thought I'd get away with it but less than a week to go and here it is.I've been asked to marry a Moldovan.  Yes, they as in a currently married couple.  And they're serious.  I'm glad I've had years of training in not showing emotions because this took everything in me not to yell "Are you crazy?!".  Ah, the joys of saying goodbyes.

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I'm sitting in my room halfway packed to go home because tomorrow was supposed to be my last day I would be able to ship my things home.  But today I got news that gave me an extra week.  Yay right? You probably will rarely if ever hear the words of my title spoken except out of sarcasm like I am because most Moldovans don't think he's done anything to deserve it.  When his party allegedly rigged the elections I said nothing.  When he took millions of dollars from teachers to pay for damages from the protests I said nothing.  When he started getting buddy buddy with Russia I said nothing.  But now I must say something.New elections had to be called for and Voronin had to pick a date for this to happen.  He picked July 29th to be the day of the new elections.  It also happens to be the week after I was supposed to go to a five day event with all the Boy Scouts of Moldova.  An event that I was looking forward to for at least half the year.  So long in fact that I extended my stay in Moldova just to attend it.  But because these two events involve the same people who need to work it, the elections have taken priority.  Which means the event has been postponed two weeks.  Which means I will be somewhere on the other side of Europe when it will happen.  =So thank you President Voronin.  If I ever see you I will make sure to spi kiss your hand.

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