monday

Monday was not as good as Sunday, but I do not know how one could really begin to equal that, so I am not so disappointed. We went off to work per usual. We were all utterly exhausted from the not-so-restful bus journey and nodded off peacefully in the rickshaw- difficult to do considering that rickshaw journeys are rarely peaceful and therapeutic experiences.

The weather was looking ominous - I hate and despise the monsoon. I finished up the world music page. I will someday attend the Rain-forest World Music festival.

I rather desperately wanted to catch up on my sleep, so I left work fairly early and went home to crash. Dinner was rather dismal, but I was too exhausted to really care. The thunderstorm broke, viciously, and I sat around alone for a while at the Villa, hoping the power wouldn't go out.

Adam and Jimmy both got back late on account of horrible flooding rain, and I accompanied them to the Breeze restaurant to get a late dinner. It was a nice enough place but very brightly lit, and we could tell the server was not particularly thrilled to see us. Jimmy's strawberry milkshake was a slightly pornographic pink. We bought some adult beverages at the market down the street and retreated to the villa to watch bad movies - Dean Kootnz's "Phantoms" is a profoundly bad movie, a modern bad movie classic - and then we went to bed. All I could manage really.