A celebration of evil globalized monopoly

Today, heavily hungover, I decided to feast in all the wrongs America has to offer. So the girls and I went to "hang out" at the Barns and Noble/Starbucks franchise conspiracy at Ala Moana Center. Two of the very evilest franchises the world has seen, joined forces to steal even more of your attention, time and money. And oh does it work. In this particular coffeeshop/bookstore you can tak any book or magazine on the shelf (and mind you ive never seen as many copies of either anywhere) and read for as long as you want while consuming endless amounts of much too cheap due to monopoly coffee. They have every magazine avaliable here, and regardless of your fetish youll should be well pleased. Its porn for the wannabe intellectual is what it is. At the Satrbucks counter I recieved service from a tiny trasvestite lady who insisted that my name was "Miss". Which resulted in a conversation along the lines of: "Here's our coffee miss" - "oh thank you miss" - "oh your welcome miss". Probably only funny at the time. Now the only thing left to decide is which of the books within reach I will preview: Windows 7 secrets or Skintight by Susan Andersen...

The return of the urbanized Hawaiian

It's been a while I know. And much has happened since the last posting. Most significantly I have abandoned the country life in Kailua, and setteled into a Pent House in buzzing Waikiki. Gone is the serene mornings, and clean country air and in its stead I find an ever pulsating nightlife and fastfood in all shape and sizes. Did i trade down? Well in most ways I probably did, but then again its hard to complain when you wake up to a glorious mountainview from the 22 floor, and start every morning out by taking a dip in the pool on the 6th floor. The Waikiki life is in many ways the antithesis to the quite village that is Kailua. Our building is "secure" meaning that you need a central key to do any and all things. The elevator does not go up or down without it and you cant access the pool. This means that you personally have to go down and pick up all guests, which I suppose is kinda good hostmanship, but very annoying nonetheless. The Waikiki surfing is not bad but crowded as hell, which is a shame as I have all the time in the world on my hands with exams being over and all. The exams were quite stressful but as far as I can gather I am now unoficially a straight A student. Consider this a preliminary notice though, as the final results are still pending. Tomorrow Christian and I are headed to the infamous West-shore of Oahu where the locals allegedly beat you up if you are a white boy. Were hoping the rumors of the local un-aloha behaviour turn out to be wrong... Ill let you know.