Woke up at 3am. Thought I had the jet lag licked. Guess not.

Had an amazing breakfast at the J+M with those Kass’, then came home and got shit rolling for the mag. Finally, a secure connection on a fast machine…much progress was made with these posts.

Pacing around, working up pages in the mag, polishing pieces of other projects, calculating routes, playing those drums like a gorilla, catching up on email, wondering about the ants that seem to have taken over the kitchen counter (“Where were you little fuckers all summer?”), etc.

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Ahhh, here’s something for ya to think about: Talked with Cam today at length, about all sorts of shit. The big news is, he asked Bonnie to marry him, and hell, she accepted. Conrats to ya.

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Not too much else to report. I should be in the “middle of nowhere somewhere, trying to find some obscure route” but, much to my dismay, I’m waiting for the dudes to convene and knock this issue out. Ho-hum. I’m itching to get back on the trail.

Had a hearty dinner at Chaba Thai, with those Kass’, once again. Afterwards, full from Pad Ke Maw, I came home and passed out. It was 8pm, if I remember correctly.