I really can't help them because I'm biomechanically perfect.
Obviously this isn't true since I'm 75% midget and I get tendonitis in
my knees occasionally, but it's also not true because I get diarrhea
traveling internationally without fail. South Korea, Peru, Pakistan (I
like to blame the ice-creamy noodles I nicknamed "tuberculosis
pudding" in the market in Peshawar), Kenya 1, Indonesia, and now Kenya
2 in just five days. Actually it's not seeming like it's such a
horrible case, I just think it's a little ridiculous that the
inevitable happened so soon. And why have I never (knock on wood)
gotten sick backpacking in the US?
Also, my maid irons my blue jeans and undershirts, I took the bike out
for a ride yesterday evening through the shamba south of the road, the
sunset was amazing as is often the case, Dostoyevsky's "The Gambler"
is disappointing thus far, and I found a cockroach inside the house's