confession: this summer will be two years since i've had my last real vacation.

Unity and Struggle

I've always loved this.

"That mixture of America and Remerica and them Changes, them blue Africa magic chants. So I am a carrier. I got the stick. I ain't stopping. If you, whoever else you tapped, then them too."

http://mailer.fsu.edu/~njumonvi/baraka-miles.htm

work mule

that's me. lexie workmule ann diao. work's hard round here, but the warm whiskeys ain' half bad.

With rue or without, I think the first two hours of every day should be spent nude.

Update! And go!

It's been a while since I've posted anything. But here's an update: I'm cooling it with "Diao's Meow". Sorry, blogspot. But wordpress has the multimedia thing down.

As I write this, I'm in Manila: a solid 12 hours ahead of good ol' Tallahassee, sitting in a seaweed green guest bedroom, hoping my rapid typing isn't keeping the mer-maids in the next room awake.

Before now, summer in the US had been kind to me. I took an extended stay in Columbia, SC with the Mom and made it up to DC for a few beautiful days with some very beautiful people. Had a short stint in Tallahassee before taking the arduous solid 27-hour plus commute to the Philippines. While home, I worked at the Paperback Rack for a little extra cash flow, and hung out with two of my favs: Nige and Cale.





I'll be focusing on another blog that's dedicated to the oral history project about the equity compensation bill for Filipino veterans (whew). Follow me at: meowdiao.wordpress.com

The last week of spring semester is always tres rough. My treat to myself today was eating the equivalent of my weight in pizza, and a shower.