oily

i ate some good old oily chinese food last night and although it was delightful, it made me wonder how i ate similar good old oily meals every day for one year when i was in china....

also, mone cut my hair last night. i feel like a new person.

this afternoon i passed by a construction site and noticed the three construction workers spooning each other under a platform as they took a nap. i can't describe how very awesome it was to see this.

grooooooss

for three days it felt like my intestines were being pinched unmercifully tight. it was the worst sick/nausea - ness i've ever felt! and i can't think of what might have caused it: was it the flimsy egg-sausage-mayo sandwich for saturday's lunch? was it sunday's mexican food? the germs from city living finally catching up to me?

it's a mystery. my intestines feel less pinched now, but i'm really tired and i get really hot really easily. really.

i hate pinched intestines.

breaking the law of the blog

this will only happen once that i write on a monday. rest assured it will never happen again.


these two things happened this morning:

1. two ornry poor kids were walking down the street throwing stuff at people as they passed. when i approached them, they were just about to chuck some sticks at me when they noticed my big foreign face. immediately they began whimpering, "money? money?" i didn't give them anything and they went on throwing stuff at people.

2. directly following this incident, some guy tried to steal from my backpack. i heard and felt him unzip my bag, so i wheeled around, gave him a nasty look and shoved him backwards. i definitley starlted him and myself. he was a big man and i almost made him fall over. it wasn't funny at the time, but now when i replay the scene in my head, it looks hilarious. he was just so shocked.

lies!

this is a story of when i pretended i didn't speak english and it backfired on me:

some strange mongolian man snuck up on me while i was going home and wanted to 'practice his english.' so when he asked me "you speak english?" i looked at him and held up the "little bit" sign and lied. most times the guys don't really want to practice anything related to english, they want to do other things with you....if you know what i mean.


so i figured maybe this would be a clever, passive-aggressive way to shake him. not so much. he followed me almost all the way home (untill i said: go away!), asking at least three times for my number and looking deeply offended each time i refused to give it to him.


it's irritating when your lies backfire.

sillyeryness

funny words i've seen in my mongol/english dictionaries:

blobber lipped
dicker
bibber
forefaw
kloof
nid-nod
plumbum
flagitious
quidnunc
gibbosity
joss-sticks
mulct
plenipotentiary
flummery
furphy
hugger muffer
mizzle
xylanthrax
aegrotat
noddy
snaffle
truckle (or 'truckler' - one who truckles.)
unhandsome
newish
yashmak
gobbet
mammock
wodge
whang

and there's more where that came from.