My mouth tastes like gasoline and I m out of rolling paper. Even there is no time difference between motherland China and here I feel jetlagged to the max. The kitchen is clean and my cravings for carb has been filled with five buckwheat pancakes soaked in maple syrup. Erica went to the gas station and came back with five pack sof cigarettes and Tropicana.
Btw. blogspot, facebook etc is all blocked in China.
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