Despite the truly heroic effort made by Mr. Rob Richardson in Portland, and due to the massive slabs of plywood shoved up the rectum of every Immigration officer in Thailand, I am back in Seattle.
First let me make it clear that I AM returning to Thailand, I have a round trip ticket and I am going back early May. I got my year-long visa (again, thanks to Rob), but the Thai athorities insisted that I could only activate the visa with a trip from America rather then jumping across a Thai border like a normal country would allow. I figured that this was God or Whoever telling me that it was about time for me to go back and see my loving friends.
Right now I am living in my home away from home (or perhaps just my home since I don't really have a home to be away from), AKA Sarah's basement. I came back after being away from two years to find "my" room all ready with fresh towels, clean sheets (pulled back), and a few books on Thailand freshly checked out from the library waiting for me by the bed. Not bad considering that I only gave Sarah roughly 24 hours notice that I was coming! (Sarah, if you are reading this, you forgot the mint on the pillow. I expect to find it next time.)
I've been about four days without sleep (I am not kidding on this, I will try to tell the story soon) so I am going to pass out. Just wanted to let you know that I was in Seattle so that you could clear up your social calenders for April. See y'all soon at Matt's party in my honour.
