Thank god for scooby's.

Er, or maybe not. But the day I got here in Dumaguete, almost all the net connections were down. Brownout the whole day and we had taken to walking it. For stretches. Up and down the boulevard, going downtown, buying some kiwi fruit at Lee Plaza.

My first purchase for this trip is a compilation of fiction by young writers. Future Shock. Now I don't have any money. And I was supposed to go home on the afternoon flight back to Manila. But here I am, in Scooby's. I am lacking clothes. I might need to go downtown to either get me some emergency threads or bring everything to the laundromat. Living from a backpack can sometimes be irritating if you're a fan of fresh socks everyday.