wtf
this phone and I are no longer affiliated
I lost my phone in a trishaw. The guy had no front teeth and the cab smelled like BO, so I’m rating my chances of recovery kinda low. That’s pretty crap, but it’s only the start. Call Dialog to get a SIM and they ask for my National ID. That’s fine, after a year of wrangling I finally got one months ago. I pull the card out of my wallet, and see some fathead staring back at me. This is definitely not my ID. It belongs to one Rithin Somebody. I was visiting Dialog Corporate and the damn door monkies took my ID and gave me the wrong one back. This at least lets me combine my messes tomorrow, but I still have no phone, no contacts, and somebody else’s ID. I just want to watch junk TV and eat cookies but now I’ve got my feet cut at the ankles. At least nobody can call to yell at me.
That’s all. Wtf.
I want to visit my friend in China before he comes back. Free place to crash and all. So, I applied for a visa to China, from Colombo. I’m not sure I’ll get it, but this is process to at least apply. For official but incomplete info, check out the 
The Mahavamsa (a history of Sri Lanka) is full of conflicts between generals and kings. Usually, the more bloodthirsty and unscrupulous would win. Our current (elected) ruler Mahinda Rajapaksa has had his own general conflicts, namely with one Sarath Fonseka. In the old days Fonseka would have staged a coup, as in literally try to cut of Mahinda’s head, and Mahinda would – if that failed – tie him to four elephants and split his parts asunder. Can’t do that shit anymore. Instead Fonseka ran for office and lost and Mahinda tossed him in jail.
Today on the 
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I’m sorry about this. Bad day all round I’m thinking. At the moment having company barbeque- it’s a fucking washout and i’ve had enough red wine to put away a large rhinocerous. Email me, or I’ll email you my number so you can call me and i can annoy you some more.