anyway.

the readership of this 'blog' has become rather diverse and eclectic. i've said that, and now i'm going to leave it alone.

anyway. greetings from the worlds largest mall... manila! it is truly a city of beauty (and by beauty i mean the kind of beauty that comes with the 'beautification' walls GMA put up to cover the slums). i would go on but i was just sidetracked by this charming ten year old kid who seemed to be digging for gold in his nutsack. ah manila. oblivious, itchy kids aside, what i can't get my head around is the daily routine of many of manila's upper middle class residents. here, one would most likely fill a day in the life with about 6 hours in a car, 10 hours in a mall, maybe some work (maybe), speaking like a confused american, and more time in malls and cars. not that i'm really one to talk, as i'm currently enjoying the free wifi supplied by the wonderful power plant mall... bastards.

and to all those who care, i'm coming back to sydney on the 28th of december. so yeah, start doing stuff that you normally do when i'm home. yeah.

you may have noticed the posts are getting shorter.

yes, yes they are.

oh hi!

so i have no interwebs right now. and i have to go. so. how is everybody? oh good. i'm well, thanks for asking.
bye now.

ow ow ow ow ow ow wah wah wah wah wah

so i'm in a lot of pain, and this is my blog about nothing. thus, i will now selfishly have a fat cry about how shitty i am right now...
would it kill hostels to invest in pillows that are thicker than around an inch? centric point, barcelona i'm looking at you. after six nights under their lovely roof, and over a week after i checked out, i am half way across the world and still unable to turn my neck to look down at my feet. i have to psych myself to sit up in bed when i wake up, "ugh. ok. so i'm going to have to get up now. shit. ouch. one, two, and threeeaaaooowwwfuuuuuccckkeerrrr." wah wah wah etc.
i suppose i'm pretty lucky that i am in manila right now, as i really don't have to do anything except wallow in pain. but this blog must exist for a reason, and right now, it is solely so i can bitch. so yes reader, go on, "...oh poor david, stuck on holiday, with nothing to do, with back pain. drinking mango shakes, swimming in pools and moping around. tragedy." right? yeah!