i am back from amman.  (did we know i even went to amman?)


The jordanian men are verrrrrryy handsome. It was wentworth miller all over the place, except the gay part.

the national symphony orchestra and the national music conservatory break my heart. like all arts orgnanisations (it seems), they care so much and work so hard,  yet constantly have to make the (economic) case for culture. i wonder if skateboarding shops (rando example) think this way...how to convert the unconverted.

amoeba (which i now think i got from the sketchiest indian food restaurant ever in dubai) is still lurking...acupuncture, weird christina aguilera pills, disgusting tea and shisha (hookah) ( i thnk everyone in jordan thoght i was saying "hooker". it is not the word for HUBBLE BUBBLE! there) have not killed the lurker.