Thursday, February 13, 2003

Well guess who’s back on the motherfucking boat.  Its me, it’s me it’s the D to the O to the C to the T and I’m not one bit happy about it.  See I had permission to stay out until fucking Friday morning but my buddies had to come back earlier than I did so I had to come back and we tried to save my ass but I got royally fucked.  Overall Singapore is a very nice city though, lots of lights and shit but it is just like back home, just without Mexicans and whites and Asians, instead it is just fucking Asian after Asian after Asian lined up and they dress like us.  They speak English, they listen to fucking hip hop and rap so its kinda like watching one of those movies about ancient Greece where everybody still speaks with a New York accent. 

We saw a nice light show, drank up a lil beer, one and one glass of wine and some sips for me.  I would love to play it up like I was mad boozing but I probably got an entire swallow worth of sips and that is being generous about it you know?  There really isn’t a whole lot else to talk about.  I got pictures for those of you who demanded pictures but uh I had fun, so screw you.  If you wanted all this nice pictures of me standing in place and smiling to bloody bad cus most of them have me in some sort of WWF pose with something in the background.  If I’m going to suffer by golly I’m going to try to have at least a little fun at it. 

This is the way it goes and you all will just have to bloody deal.  For people who are of some importance there will be some kind of souvenir for you.  If you are of little or no importance then well you won’t get anything, maybe you’ll get lucky and I’ll send you a dollar bill from here after all I know I won’t manage to spend them all so they will suddenly become gifts soon.  The numbers are only half that of US and not really that the exchange rate as of right now is 1 U.S. = 1.76 Singapore so if I throw you a 50 it’s not like I didn’t give you real money and what not. 

Regardless I really can’t think of much to write, there is no real way to convey to you how great it was to take a shower with actual non fluctuating water pressure (always a problem on the boat) to sleep in a full sized bed, (even at home I’m used to a cheap twin and on the boat we have something that isn’t quite as big as a twin and is half as thick not very soft with a crappy pillow and you have this awful strap that goes along the side to keep you from falling out.  The beds are arranged rather like cabinets with curtains instead of doors and are three high.  The highest where I sleep being roughly 6 feet off the floor.   They are just over my head and I’m 6 even.  It is one of the worst things when you are already asleep <you know what I mean> and your trying to play motherfucking Spiderman to get into the bed.  Mission Impossible music starts playin and all that shit.  It is so fucking GAY GAY GAY!  Or as one of the sergeants would say “call it what you wanna call it but it is not heterosexual.  In other words it is Gay or not Straight take your pick.   Believe me there is just this awful angry grrr feeling that goes with it.) and to have food available whenever you pleased.