Nine on a Friday.

This blog is coming to you straight from the local israeli restaurant, next to a game of backgammon and a water pipe of shisha.

Just wanted to drop in and say hello, to all of you. should be more interesting things coming in the next day or so- unfortunately, the intertubes are still out of commission at the hutong and as such i've got to drag my sorry self to the cafe and pay for a cup of tea to get some internet access.

most of you know how little i like spending money for no reason, and few things makes less sense than paying through the nose for a single cup of tea, when an entire box of tea bags costs so little. i am loathe to head over there and pay when i could just lounge on the lovely roof of my gorgeous hutong in the sun. did i mention how much its warmed up? its almost bordering on tolerable. imagine that.

actually, the amount that its warmed up in the past week alone freaks me out. from two sweaters and a coat to a dress (short short dress- i know, you were lonely. you thought youd never come out of the closet. you longed for the light of day, you pined for the feel of flesh beneath your figure...pine no more! SPRING HAS COMETH) and some tights. though im enjoying it, really i am (the underwear dance party in the courtyard is proof. ask the roommates.)...its still rather odd.

much love.
jessie