Cambodia has a metallic blue bee the size of a golf ball that looks like a Gundam Fighter.
Phnom Penh could really use a Cupcake Station. So could East Lansing, for that matter.
Would it be disrespectful if I bought myself a monk bag and umbrella?
Lots of trees are blooming right now. The perfume of Phnom Penh.
Reading a book Eileen lent to me on reproductive rights and “the future of the world”. Sounds heavy. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say “the future of the world as we know it”.
I read almost the entire TIME magazine last night that Ma sent me. That might be the first time that’s ever happened. Usually I don’t have the attention span to read all those tiny boxes of text located randomly throughout a page covered in neatly-photoshopped pix.
*Le sigh.* I guess I better do some laundry. After being sick for several days, I now have several loads of wash to do. I did find a pretty awesome new laundry soap, though– my clothes smell like frangipani now! 😀