Living With Stick

In China, I blogged and read blogs because I just didn’t have enough English speakers around me. I needed to read TalkTalkChina, Sinosplice, Humanaught, OneManBandWidth and other blogs to remind myself that other people were surviving and exploring the wild East. I started blogging into the vacuum, but then I started to get anti-foreigner hatemail so I knew I was being read.

Here, when I write, I’m a few feet away from Stick on his computer, which means that for every sentence I type, I’ve been subjected to three or four YouTube clips. Look, Meggie! It’s a guy playing a themesong on an unusual instrument! Check this out! It’s a pet acting like a person!

The only time I really get any peace is when he’s in the other room, cleaning up after me.

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