Short but the Sweetest: If you dress up like a minstrel, don't expect me not to hit you in the face with the phallic object that you're holding, k?

I feel enlightened.

Not like Hume, let's face it, I'm never going to be that kind of enlightened but somewhat wiser about my stay here in Taiwan.

Three major factors are involved in this new found understanding (which is less an understanding but more a sort of acknowledgement of what has been staring me in the face for the last couple of months);

1. When I lived in Scotland I was a busy person. When I first got here I was not. Work takes up a significant portion of the day but I found that that was it. I've stopped that, living for the weekend has been a new thing for me and it didn't suit. Midweek fun is where it's at. Word.

2. Don't screw the crew. Okay, not literally, I've never been a crew screwer, but meeting people that I don't work with, and don't speak about work with is good for me. I'm lucky, the people I work with on an everyday basis are awesome but inevitably shop talk is a big part of too many conversations.

3. A late night conversation with a master of enjoyment (a French boy of course) reminded me that my moral high grounds really aren't that high. I'll be leaving my soap box at home from now on, maybe even on the porch. LTD

Red Button

Facebook. Now y'all know that I'm a fan of facebook, one might even say I would 'like' facebook if facebook had a fan page, which I'm sure it does but I'm not gonna look for it. Anyway, it's an awesome way of keeping in touch with with my people which are, as you might imagine with a spawn like myself, all over the friggin' place and it's also an excellent way of keeping in touch with both my non-travelling friend folk and my travelling friend folk. There was a time that my collective boyfriend and I had to organise everything on facebook, our tradition for breakfasting together meant invites to five people on a closed event (by the way collective boyfriend, I miss you, and I think about you everyday) often with two of the collective answering maybe.

In the last couple of months facebook has been mean to me. It has this picture suggestion thing and even though I had hidden undesirable former emotional attachments from my feed it would consistently bring up pictures of them (not just one!) looking entirely too pleased in my absence. Nay I yelled! and had I known how to turn the suggestion thing off I would have done so. As it stands I don't, but have found that if I just don't look at pictures, they don't come up.

This sounds as if I'm talking about ex boyfriends and yes, I won't deny, they are amongst the masses but actually, it's everyone. People that I like/love having fun with out me. Not that I'm not having fun, but I'd rather have fun with them.

Red button release.

My CT (co-teacher) took me to the flower festival last week. The flowers were nice, nicer was where we were. I live in the tropics bitch.