Feeling Negative.

It's one of those periods at work where there is just too much work. I feel like I'm drowning in problems and I'll never break free of them. I hate it. For the most part I love going into work and doing my job. Generally I have tasks that I can accomplish but when it feels like there is no end in sight then I'm less than excited to go in. There seems to never be any sense of accomplishment. Ugh. Also, it is hot as hell and I hate that too.

Karaoke.

China, what an interesting place. We were taken out for a little Karaoke fun after a long days work. I had heard about these places but until you experience it.... So anyhow I arrive late after putting in extra hours. It was recommended that I go or the host would be very disappointed. OK, so I show up to this private Karaoke room where our host is drunk out of his mind and my colleagues are surrounded by women. One of them looking happy and one looking checked out. Within seconds of my arrival a lineup of women is brought into the room and I'm asked to choose a girl. I decline. I'm asked again "Go on choose a girl, just someone to sit with." this is business in China. What the F! This girl sits next to me and I pretty much sit still staring blankly into space constantly thinking "when are we going to leave this awful place, should I try and manage a cab in this crazy town, this is not my idea of fun." Meanwhile every ten minutes the host is saying to me "first time in China, live it up, drink up, I hook you up." Who is this fool. Finally after about an hour we leave. Thank God. The more I look back on it the more I question how did I get myself into that position and how do I get out of it if I'm ever caught in a position like that again. I think initially I was very curious as to what this Chinese version of Karaoke was all about but after a few moments I had had my curiosity satisfied. No need to ever do that again. Friggin gross!!

Hong Kong. Man this place is big!

China Flight

Been on a lot of planes lately. This time on on my way to China for work. Why do planes make me so tired yet unable to sleep. I have trouble reading more than a few pages of a book. It as is “they’ve” created the perfect recipe of physical “uncomfortableness” to stupefy us into…..”stupification”. You know so we’ll just sit hear quietly and endure this endless monotony. I would really love to sleep. I don’t think it’s going to happen right now it is 10:10 pm the flight left the ground at 1:30pm and I’ve still got four hours of this shit left. I wish I brought some DVD’s or bought some computer game that would have numbed me into some video timeless haze. Maybe I can pick one up in China for cheap. I’ve already watched three crappy movies and read the New Yorker (not entirely), I’ve even cracked open one of my books and read a chapter. Yet there is still so much free time and place this physical environment and the noise makes it so hard to think clearly. “Sleeping pills!!!” That could have been the answer why didn’t I think of that!!!