Talking to a friend of mine, Sandra, reminded me of something that I just love about being back in Port Townsend. My family? Friends? The countryside? No. Well, yes. But most of all: warm blankets on cold mornings. I haven't yet figured out what I like so much about this pair, but I believe is has to do with getting warm, while in a cold place. Hot showers, down comforters, fireplaces... heaven. Being warm outside is nice too. But being warm and cozy, in cool weather, is particularly satisfying.

Today I went and applied at, guess what, a Thai restaurant! I almost applied at another restaurant as well. I pulled into the parking lot, wearing headphones listening to Zeal's ไม่รู้ทำไม, drove right next to the tables parked out front and put the car in reverse to park in the back. The car slid from Reverse into Neutral and I revved the engine until people started staring. I would have stopped, but I had headphones on and couldn't figure out why everyone kept staring at me. I felt too embarrassed, so I just went home.

One thing I've noticed in the last week is that the colder weather makes me eat and eat and eat all day. luckily, I'm pretty skinny. But what's up with the increased apatite? Maybe its all the good food around.

I'm in the US now. Nice to see family and some friends again. The weather has been ok, but a little cold for me. In the last 3 days I have walked around and looked for jobs at local restaurants. It's been very hard at times when I'm missing Thailand. Everywhere I go there's something that reminds me of this year and how much fun I had there. The only good part about getting your heart broken is that it makes writing songs easier. I plan to do a bit of that and keep my promise to P'ake and P'oon.

The morning of the airport went without too many problems. Nammon fell asleep while talking me through packing my bags haha. I felt sorry for her. We we're both really tired. We both have I-Mobile phones too. Nammon's phone turned itself off and was turned back on again at 9.00 about a half hour after I took off. The taxi driver didn't have change, the airline counter wanted a 700 tax fee, I had no money. Oh well.

I just started raining. It is 6am Sunday morning and I am underneath my blanket in the attic. Last night I drank some wine with dinner and just c r a s h e d until midnight, when back to sleep and just woke up. I miss Nammon a lot. I almost cry every time I see her online or want to call. I just can't talk to her right now, still too weak.

I'll know Monday if I have a job yet.

I'm off. It's 4.10 am and in another hour and I'm almost ready to leave for the airport. I really don't want to leave this summer.

Today Nammon and I went to see Next, with Nicholas Cage, then went to eat Japanese food at Fuji. Fuji was way better than the movie. We ordered 5-6 dishes for the two of us. A last day binge I guess. The wasabi was a great counter measure to the head cold I developed in the last two days. The day ended in a not-so-cool fashion when an ex-boyfriend showed up.

After eating dinner together I went home, grabbed P'Bom's bass drum pedals and took the skytrain and a taxi to the practice studio. Came back... started packing. Tomorrow I plan on crashing on the airplane. Out. Like a light. For the length of the flight (minus meals).

Wooooo!! Finals are over. Some were OK, some were awful. I'm just trying not to think about it.

Yesterday and today were 3 hour long blocks of band practice. Tonight we went and looked at the stage where we'll play tomorrow. It'll be interesting to say the least.

I wrote the above paragraph before my computer crashed last night. It was a long night. Nammon called to explain how her ex-boyfriend took her out to eat and explained how he is going to be a better person and can't stand being away from her. Ouch. Anyways, I woke up to another blue screen of death, started the computer, opened Firefox, and there was the paragraph I'd written! Thank you Firefox and Google for relieving the stress.

Today I'll need to do a sound check at 2pm and setup everything. Tonight we are scheduled to start at 10pm. Nammon can't come :( her Mom and Dad want to have the ex-boyfriend over to celebrate. It's going to be a hard night for me.

Three days left until I leave for the US. Woooo?

Here it comes.

Tomorrow I begin my finals exams at 9am. This next week will be back-to-back examinations with little time to study in between. I've studied a little bit in the last few weeks leading up to now, but not nearly enough I fear. The schedule for my slow, painful end to the semester is: Mathematics, Publicity and Publication, Public Opinion and Propaganda, Theories of Persuasion, Ethics, and Jurisprudence.

On top of this school schedule, I'll need to move all of my things to my new apartment. The new place is down the street just a little ways. I moved because I wanted to try something new, and a little quieter. The building is a bit older and the room is a little smaller, but I can make do. Some change is good. Moving will give me a new beginning.

I also need to finish learning the songs which we'll have to play for the prom event on the 20th. Last week P'Art came to see how we were progressing and wasn't too impressed. I felt embarrassed. Nammon came to watch and said that it was ok, but I felt we played horribly. Largely my fault. I was stressed and came super late, not time to warm up, and no guitar pick! Forgot nearly every song I've played in the last 4 months. Tomorrow is our next practice.

Yesterday I met up with Pong, Tip, and Jen at Starbucks, Ekkmai, to finish up our 15 page report on Siam Cement Group. Other group members blew off the meeting but.. eh.. they never really shared in the work anyways so no big problem.

Today Nammon and I tried chasing down a teacher at the U. in order to retest some in-class assessments. Didn't work out. We gave up and came back to study for exams at my place. I rode with her back to her side of the river and just got back a half hour ago. Figured I should write now, before I loose all my energy in the weeks busyness.

6 exams, moving, prom, a girlfriend and friends to keep up with and only 16 days until I go back to the US. 2 months will be a long time, but not super long. Keeping busy and getting through it week by week should make it easier.