More photos, color.

Charlie, Hamid, Jasmine.

Lauren, me.

Woop.

Jasmine.

Liberace, Mike.

David.

Jah Bar.

Cai.

Cai.

Re-entry + Photos.

So I'm back home for "Christmas." I've been dealing with re-entry shock the past ten/eleven days, which can be easily detected by my blank, almost shocked expression when I walk into a new place and someone starts speaking directly to me. It's nice that I could deal with the majority of it in Los Angeles. It's also nice I got to meet someone I met in Chengdu, to nail down the reality of everything... though that in itself is still questionable in many regards.

I've changed a lot. Not a lot of people can see it, but I feel it. I ooze it.

And PG County isn't doing it for me. Washington, D.C. hasn't suddenly started doing it for me, either. I probably still love Baltimore to death, but... I would much rather be living on the west coast right now. This isn't where people go to make shit of themselves. It's easy to see why I was so depressed here.

Here are photos of my last couple days.

Lauren's housewarming.

Fuck my landlord.

I haven't had electricity for four days. My milk went bad, my eggs probably are too, I can't cook the food I bought, I have no heat, can't take hot showers, and I need to do my damn laundry. What kind of idiocy, seriously...