i've been on layover in bangkok for two hours and i'm already going stir-crazy despite filling the time with eating and reading and other general debauchery. charging my ipod because for some reason it just decided not to charge when i plugged it in last night. ain't that some shit.

i'm excited to play some video games and excited to do some jiu jitsu but otherwise maaaaaaaaaaaaaaan come ON. i just ate horrendously bad soup that i paid three times what i would have for the good version back in rawai. hey fucking rubbery airport chicken and overcooked noodles: fuck you. you're bullshit. someone do me a favour and put me on a nice beach with sand so fine it feels like walking in pudding and some a them big noisy waves that crash loudly on a wall of large rocks. and the beach has an arcade and a BJJ gym. bring da mufuckin ruckus.