Self Destruction

I realise that the more I write about this, the worse it will become, but recent visitors have found this website by searching for “pictures of pilonidal cysts”, “aching in the groin whilst ill”, “bumrungrad hospital herpes” and my favourite, “face numb cellulitis”. Although I’m not sure I’m carving out the niche I intended, it makes a welcome change from “bangkok blow job bar”.

I’m two weeks away from finishing my exams. One down, three to go. Mrs K is frolicking in London, my parents are enjoying “best holiday of their lives” in the Med and I’m sitting in Brussels, trying to get excited about the politics of international economic relations. The International Politics of East Asia was a couple of weeks ago. I thought my last trip would have put me at an advantage, but there were disappointingly few questions about grasshoppers, bum guns or low-cost air travel.

Thinking about establishing Kim Bah Lee Books to keep me busy once I’m a graduate.

Later.



May, 2006 | Belgium, Omphaloskepsis

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