Am in Seoul, waiting to get back to HK.
Watched The International, Taken, Transporter 3, and The Wrestler (again) on the plane. None of the 3 I hadn't seen before were worth watching.
Slept a little, thanks to a pharmaceitucal care package my aunt gave me. I saved more than half of it for tonight since I am certain I will get back to HK and suddenly become bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
I'm tired of Ugly Americans (and fat ones, though I slightly became one over my vacation). But more about that later.
I'm trying to finish this book about Richard Ramirez, the Night Stalker. I like reading books like that during travel; it makes people leave me alone. And since my aisle-mates are usualy dudes or couples, I figure it's no harm done.
Ah well, I'll talk to you later.
If we don't support the movies that deserve it, we get the movies that we deserve.