this week i

am fantastically tired.  christmas dinner room service under handmaid's tale hotel lamps

walked the hutongs.  well, that was the last place that that wasn't.

ate hot pot again.  the servers weren't happy i chose garlic sauce from the buffet line, brought me peanut sauce.  stomach ache.  hot pot bad.  if i want to cook my own food, i'll eat at home.

am going to go with "wine snob"

note cinderella comes in many shapes and sizes

changed hotels again and again.

read pablo neruda: twenty love poems and a song of despair

my kisses fell, happy as embers

este poema es una parafrasis del poema 30 de el jardinero de rabindranath tagore

love is so short, forgetting is so long