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I'm so annoyed with so many people! (Whether I myself am included in that group of people I'm annoyed with, is yet to be decided.) It's ridiculous!
On a brighter note, I included a picture of some pho I had on Thursday night.
I swear, Joseph and I have bought the owners of that place a new house, with all our business... 
For leisure I started reading this one old Japanese book about a bug-catcher who goes out to some sandy dunes to catch beetles, but instead gets caught by a woman who lives in a house buried in sand. Sand's always falling in through the cracks in the roof and making it hard for the characters to breathe, and getting in their eyes and their mouths, and just reading about all that discomfort makes me appreciate every moment that I don't have smelly sand sprinkling down on me.
I'll conclude this post by saying that my quest (the one we spoke about before you left) has been minimally fruitful, but just fruitful enough to encourage further work in the field.
(You know, the field of stalking.) 
