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I finally got here. There's just one thing that I really love in this place. It doesn't get as hot out here as back home.

See the picture. It's just totally amazing here.

Earlier...

I almost got into a fight with this ugly, stupid, I-don't-know-his-nationality guy who cheatingly fell in line, right in front of me. If I could wait for my turn without cheating, so could he. What, he's a VIP or something? I don't think so. My not-so-decent big brother looked way more presentable than he was. I was standing there for nearly an hour waiting for that passport control guy to call me and check my passport and visa and stuff. And he's just gonna cheat on me? (it's not what you think) That's just duh.

And just who gave you permission to drag your ass where it's not supposed to be? Get outta here!

Ack, that was more than enough to drive that asshole away.

As of the moment...

I haven't visited much of the city and done some serious shopping yet, but that's gonna have to wait until I get to finalize my to-shop and to-go list. Oh, and I still have to think about where in my arsenal I'm gonna place my two new bowling balls. I got a Columbia Throttle-R and a Storm El Niño 2002 and I haven't decided what layout I'm gonna use for these balls. Perhaps Throttle-R's gonna be a great ball to blaze up the lanes when the boards go dry. And as for 2002, I'm gonna place it under my Onslaught.

But I've got to get them drilled first.

Off to the proshop!