[ flagrant disregard ]

welcome to cambodia, poipet and aranyaprathet border checkpoint

poipet [cambodia], aranyaprathet [thailand] border checkpoint

[siem reap, cambodia]
"robbed" in poipet (town at the cambodian border) by a vendor charging 40 baht (US$1) for a bottle of water. nothing surprising given the location and desperation, but 40 baht should have purchased at least five containers of water at any overpriced 7-11 in thailand.

sitting in the back of a tuk tuk with the driver's child, en route to the thailand cambodian border crossing at poipet

tuk tuk travel to cambodia- aranyaprathet, thailand

[bangkok, thailand]
myanmar...?
cambodia...?
myanmar...?
cambodia...?
visa ~~problems~~ time constraints...
will return in the fall anyway...
credit card in my pocket...
overland with medical supplies to cambodia again?
travel with the tourists in luang prabang, laos?
sit here?

[bangkok, thailand]
- lightning
- thunder
- downpour
- 95'F
... like i'm going to go "find" the myanmar embassy, right now.

[bangkok, thailand]

i bought a gary fisher full suspension mountain bike at probike here in bangkok and managed to maneuver it successfully amid obnoxious taxi drivers and tuk tuks.

(since it's being given away the day my flight departs...) i hope whoever ends up with this bike can afford to maintain it. perhaps i should buy a massive supply of bicycle tubes and a tool kit to leave with its new owner. is the gary fisher brand known for cheap bikes? no, i changed my mind. (sin)

if people actually thought i was doing crossword puzzles by the swimming pool i'd have to commit suicide

pre-printed crossword puzzles- los angeles times

[my favorite inexpensive guest house- bangkok, thailand]
the woman behind the check-in counter gave me a quizzical look, but there was no reason to panic. i'm ugly and don't belong-- but after a lifetime that thought doesn't even sting... that wasn't it and i sensed what was about to happen:

"you stay here before," she said in broken english. i nodded. she smiled and continued, "you been come back here now many years!"

resident doctor #4 is going to flip. we talk a lot about the impression i leave on people and how this leads me to feel constantly watched or scrutinized. whether or not it is true, it feels as though i am remembered to the point where it is hard for me to do something noticeable in public. small situations in daily life reinforce this concept instead of leaving me to appear completely crazy.

for instance: on the night before departing for the berlin / munich trip back in february, i went to the grocery store and purchased two 10# bags of cat litter to leave with chuck. nothing was weird about this purchase, no conversations were entertained, nothing unusual happened. a week and a half later, having returned from europe to a house depleted, chuck and i returned to the store and the same cashier nodded to me and asked, "so, how's the cat?" those were the only instances i had ever been in that grocery store. the cashier should never have remembered me. he should have seen thousands of customers and i should not have been on the radar.

these situations default to the negative: there must be something completely wrong with me that i cannot see... why won't anyone tell me what it is? never: i carry myself in such a way that someone took notice... someone's brain made a point to remember me.

after relating the cashier and cat story to resident doctor #4, he wanted to push me back to interact with the same clerk that night, but this would have made for two grocery store visits in two days. i couldn't! what would i say to the cashier when he made the inevitable small talk? [or worse, what if he suddenly didn't recognize me.] resident doctor #4 said to tell him something silly- that obviously he had run into my twin sister. whatever it was, just smile and go about my night. [i never did, using shyness as an excuse. there was also a necessary grocery store disconnection: no one was allowed to associate me with a grocery store for two nights in a row even if i only ever bought cat supplies.]

a woman who owns a small hotel in bangkok, and manages it with pencil and ledger-- a place i have stayed at now three nights over the course of three years -- remembers me.

issue two of an emergency procedures card? why? has tiger airways been in business long enough to need to update safety information? an airbus 320 is a fairly common aircraft. was issue one incorrect?

tiger airways seat pocket, passenger safety/emergency briefing card-
TR flight #102 [SIN - BKK]

[bangkok, thailand]
aarrggh, this low cost carrier airline and their underpaid, uneducated employees... but at US$30 for a flight from singapore to bangkok, who dares an authentic complain? one backpack and another collapsible leather handbag (which could be squashed into the backpack) equal one, not two carry-on items. since i decided to recite tiger airways baggage rules to the ticketing agent, an additional charge was never applied.

it was a good decision to leave the flight-ready bike at home because tiger airways would have charged for the excess baggage weight. all posted signs indicate they have initiated a supplemental fee of 20 singapore dollars specific to larger items such as golf bags, surfboards, bicycles, body boards, canoes, kayaks, fishing rods, and pole vaults. yes, pole vaults. could it be that pole vaulting a popular sport in this region of the world? hmm.

why a passenger should opt not to fly on a low cost carrier:
- lack of first or business class service
- lack of elite frequent flyer status recognition
- lack of frequent flyer miles available to earn
- the chaotic, cattle class, non-traveler environment
- overpriced 'buy on board' selections (instant tom yum soup, carbonated drinks)
- the loud complaints referring to the jacked up 'buy on board' prices
- uncomfortable limited seat pitch
- bus gate arrivals (what seems like) miles from the airport terminal
- safety... flight attendants walking around during take off

why one should:
- for the unbelievably low price, these lcc flights are excellent
- this may be uncomfortable, but cheaper and faster than bus or train fare
- non-travelers may not even notice the lack of perks other than food

from singapore, our flight flew south and over stacks of stilted huts in indonesia before heading north to thailand

>e-mail: "what's in singapore?"

an overly antiseptic environment of boring, orderly efficiency which instantly calms me and chases away the stress of independent travel before carrying onward. extensive and expensive retail therapy found in the shopping arcade malls on orchard road. abundant budget accommodations and rooms are located in little india and chinatown (singles, dorms); world class hotels (mandarin oriental spa, the raffles) rock climbing at the Bukit Timah Hill Nature Reserve rainforest. on this trip, singapore is merely a situation of transit but if you have never visited,it offers enough activity for a nice day long layover.

>e-mail: "in singapore do they eat chinese foods?"

- mostly chinese, malay, indian before international foods.
- grilled chicken satay without fear.
- pig organ soup at local hawker centers.
- the no signboard seafood restaurant. (flyertalk favorite)
- famous singapore sling (alcoholic drink) at the raffles hotel.
--raffles= ridiculously luxurious, each room has its own personal on call valet.
- smelly durian fruits, which are banned in most nice hotels.
- "the delicate simplicity of chicken rice." (says my singaporean friend hai)

[real answers:]
- buckets of northwest worldperks elite qualifying frequent flyer miles.
- i routinely connect through singapore en route to bangkok for more miles.
- safety.
- those photogenic mangosteen and rambutan torture chamber fruits.

departure monitor at narita tokyo international airport

departure monitor, narita-tokyo international airport, japan nrt

[changi international airport, singapore]
my initial flight from los angeles to tokyo was struck by lightning about 150 miles out of narita. suddenly there was an explosion and metallic smash, vision went red for a split second, but then everything returned to the normal north pacific turbulence. nothing could be seen below the aircraft except thunderheads and the choppy pacific, but after the hit, the excitement ended. the pilot immediately addressed the flight on the pa by crackling something incomprehensible like "yes, that was lightning and it's very common" followed by "we've already started our approach into tokyo narita and will have you on the ground in a few minutes."

one elderly flight attendant was clearly freaked out. as we taxied into the airport and lingered on the "opposite side of normal" for a bus gate, the pilot came back on the intercom and announced that no slots were available, "and we would be shuttled in, as no one was expecting us." why was i the one person out of four hundred 747-200 passengers who thought this was funny? (most flights arriving into narita had been placed in a holding pattern and were circling the airport due to the weather.)

the nervous flight attendant, who should have recognized the imperial looking international control tower, kept peering out his window and even asked people to convince him that we were actually at the narita airport and had not in fact been diverted to nagoya by air traffic control.

what about chewing gum or smoking?

no studying in singapore- changi international airport

okay then, i have tingling extremities and the pins and needles feeling related to airplane feet- must now wander the concourse to walk off these swollen symptoms of deep vein thrombosis.

[departing los angeles]
since i have yet to finalize travel plans, the bike stays home.

after electronically submitting a 'vacation hold' to temporarily stop mail delivery, i paid all of my upcoming bills in full. i also secured a full charge in the cell phone battery-- it should now maintain an active charge the entire time away without having to pack accessories. okay, nerves and excitement seem to be holding on to equal levels of fear-- i must be ready to fly.

while returning library books, this uberklutz ended up somewhat splashed with muddy rainwater, and a pair of broken eyeglasses. ripped shorts? who cares, they were old. i'll nod to the shoulder strain and laugh at the bloody gash-- it's all approved. did it occur to me to drive to the library? why? it's less than a mile away and the bike gets to eek out another 11 miles or so (from start to finish in a roundabout direction) if multitudes of people aren't out enjoying their sunday waddle. mud? yeah, that bike is caked with dirt. my other mountain bike is in its travel case and is prepared for departure.

i can't decide whether or not the bicycle will accompany me on this escapade. it has flown along on all trips since december (meaning it's been to europe more times this year than my invalid friend) but this time i am struggling with whether or not to put up with the hassle. the bike can get checked as baggage in los angeles, seamlessly transfer in tokyo narita, and meet up with me in singapore for free. from singapore, i change airlines to tiger airways (a low cost carrier/no frills organization) and continue on to bangkok.

tiger airways will either charge me a fee of $70+ one way for the excessive weight or completely refuse to transport it. nobody seems to know the definition of the rule or be willing to hedge a guess. on my return to singapore from bangkok next month, i am flying with air asia, and that airline operates the same way as it too is a low cost carrier. these two 'no frills' airlines neither accrue frequent flyer miles nor accept responsibility for damage to any checked items. choosing to travel with a bicycle with these airlines sounds like paying at least an additional $140 charge to endure a lot of stress.

what i may do instead is buy a cheap trek 4500 or 4900 hardtail the day i arrive in thailand, box it up, and check it as luggage on my flight to myanmar. bangkok airways (to myanmar) is not a low cost carrier and would (or should) not charge additional fees. this also will be an international flight with a larger baggage allowance-- perhaps there would not be a charge. the new bicycle would be left behind in myanmar on the day i flew out of the country-- a donation, free to a good home. this option will cost much more, but in the end, will be more enjoyable all around.

renting a bicycle? nope, i'm not interested in riding potentially dilapidated or unreliable crap when alone or away from civilization, and while frantically scanning the ground for dangerous kraits.

confirmation printouts of all flights and guest house reservations- check.
one tattered passport- check.
two digital cameras, five digital storage media cards, 48 batteries- check.
gluten free, corn free, broad spectrum sunscreen- check.
100% deet spray insect repellent- check.
doxycycline antimalarial prophylaxis and additional prescriptions- check.

last meal ingested- ________.
consider: where am i going?
...headed for the death chamber, i'm sure.

i travel and should be able to calm down but nerves feels like sunburn and are starting to tingle.

the plan: board a flight from los angeles international airport (lax). fly to narita tokyo (nrt) and then connect on to singapore changi (sin). spend a long overnight layover at changi airport (1am - 9am). walk around to alleviate lower leg edema from such long flights. use the free internet kiosks. buy some water. try to stay alert in a public place. finally board a flight from singapore to deliver me into bangkok. exchange us dollars for thai baht at the airport. wait in the taxi queue. say a few pleasant phrases in thai to the driver to thwart his notion that i am naive or new to the city. speed across the suburbs by taking the toll road. finally check into the guest house. set jungle luggage down on the dresser. turn on the air conditioning, lay down on the bed, exhale...

consider: and then...?
consider: finally a spike in the opposite direction?

[doom is gone]

anorexia says: "if you call your narita grape taffy exception, i will play dirty and kill you in a country unfamiliar with appropriate intravenous therapies."
flagrant says: "snack-sized exception would keep me alive, stupid."
anorexia says: "don't provoke me."
-[note: objective!]
flagrant says: "get your FAT ass in the car because you're coming with me."

[doom]

relating 15 year-old stories of good times and showing an elevated mood was compensated with pain almost seconds after leaving the closet. continuing the appointments with resident doctor #4 is a versatile argument. submissive me is compliant. isolated and lonely, those hours can be a bit of an amusement park. it is a frighteningly safe form of entertainment but the superhero under glass never sees a reason to debate.

embarrassed for acting like a human being evolved into a flat effect. only a promise to beat myself most of the afternoon (or throw up something difficult) invites a small lift. no, i didn't grasp on the way down... branches, broken nails, all of those collected uncomfortable thoughts. suicidal, you must be joking.
it's fearless at the familiar bottom of the hole.

a rigid and lingering anorectic state, which was tolerable for years, now enjoys renewed responsibility and near psychotic characteristics. friday mornings at nine require different dents than the previous monday sunshine but there are never enough hours between the two for negotiation. not enough time to fail and a doctor to starve for, how novel, rather than fearing the invisible tube.
it's interesting not feeling the effects of being seventeen.

the last words spoken, instead of constructing the conversation, was... was... [deleted] and this is the specific reason resident doctor #4's office should never have become a magic closet. up is down but there it's certain and the weirdest part, he's recently painted an office wall orange. even if it is a safe place to escape, the afterward, this separate spectrum of dysphoria, is practically unbearable.

always thought resolution hindered on depression
survey says, "anorexia nervosa!"
somehow this ugliness is calming.
note: will not currently expend emotion.
[computes]

people mention my practice of sculpture:
- confluent presentation
- study internal medicine

people are people, human unconditioned:
- hallucinatory starvation
- physical evaporation
- bubbling reawakening

consider: why seek out a rambutan?
consider: abandon.
consider: reckless.

realistically: lethal injection
california: takes too long.
note: neighbor constantly pounding.
note: bloody hammer readily available.
[computes]
consider: i'd rather drill out her fucking teeth.

my brother sent me e-mail.
[shock! panic!]

i answered him.

trip to fiji:
plan a: make a fortune doing god knows what.
plan b: lose anxiety, die a violent death.
-- [shark attack: punishment for trying to relax.]
plan c: more status, less cortisol!
plan d: stop obsessing about fiji and pack for asia.

i'd like to kill someone with power tools this afternoon
[the flair of american psycho's patrick bateman suppressed]
so, if you'd be so kind as to lend me your nail gun...

obsessed with keeping active on fiji, i keep forgetting about leaving for asia. scared senseless but familiar with the process, what if my myanmar project gets dropped in favor of the recycled chicken route to pulau tioman? how to respect and trust that i will thwart all impending fear, which always proclaims itself stalwart and threatening, prior to international travel?

oh no, here it comes:

returning to scuba dive amid the reef sharks i met on a previous trip to malaysia or paddling the canals near inle lake is certainly a better option than accidentally rousing poisonous snakes in bagan, isn't it?

erratic money behaviors should die:

1) pay for production costs and essentials from my own bank account.
[stop: does not compute. what if this? what if that?]
[consider: certainly enough money left to pay bills, live life, etc...]
2) complete and then sell project.
[consider: should be, but no stress here.]
3) get paid substantially more than originally spent.

why is step #1 virtually incapacitating?

how can a production be made out of the spontaneous trip to fiji? basically, how can i manipulate someone once again into paying me to travel? seven days will be spent in the south pacific without anything planned. no way can i just sit on a beach.

travelocity is offering a $250 voucher to people who cancel their $51.75 airline ticket to fiji. their telephone representatives are trying valiantly, even suggesting resort costs in fiji are (gasp!) expensive, that (gasp!) people need to secure passports to travel to paradise, and (gasp!) even children need proper documents! even if travelocity tripled the voucher offer, i would hesitate, but still board the air pacific flight bound for nadi. what are they, kidding? this is currently a $1400 round trip flight from los angeles.

thursday involved a boring work-related dinner-less dinner at what could be considered my rep's 'starter mansion.' the square footage of my entire living arrangement just might calculate out to be one square foot larger than just the bathroom situated off from his bedroom, but that's okay. how could anyone stand living in a house so big that they are never exactly sure who else may be inside? [then again, if i were to have a few people over, i would never automatically arrange for a caterer or assume over 60 people could show up, either... two different worlds. we do not all play on the same level of life.]

a man who hadn't yet earned the rank of a c-list actor wouldn't shut up about his new $500,000 mercedes slr mclaren. a few brazen, yet lacking, hussies stood around wearing excruciatingly unattractive sun damage. the twentysomething make up artist who habitually leaves copious amounts of long-winded voicemail on my phone intentionally brushed against me twice. two other rooms contained people without 'any visible reason' for me to want to engage... and seeing as my blatant contempt was legendary, i fit right in.

[thunk]
[kill me]
[bent elbows, face in my hands]
[watched a dvd in my rep's bedroom]
[...and then snuck away]

that was the big goal this week, to speak to another person aside from chuck and resident doctor #4. no facial expressions allowed- just a mouth. a hello, a thank you, a get your fat ass out of my way you goddamn bon bon- anything would have worked. six hundred horsepower, i would have liked to have said to the mercedes whore, but can that really trump those tacky scissor-style butterfly doors? it's best i just blink.

a closet full of uncertainties and silence but in a trance i can never stutter. monday only served eye contact twice-- i can't even look at his shoes anymore. neither harmful homework nor visits to the amygdala car wash this week, only recreational neuroscience and worries about finding the perfect fijian bure.

the myanmar e-visa from last year, stapled into my passport next to the exit stamp from the yangon international airport

revisiting myanmar soon:
- convenient online e-visa program appears to have been discontinued. [!!]
- must travel to the myanmar embassy in bangkok to process forms.
[bites fist, want to scream, these things take time]
- visa processing in bangkok supposedly takes one day.
- or costs more.
- what if the application line is over six hours long? [typical]

my flight arrives into bangkok too late to file on the day of arrival which means waiting and visiting the embassy on the second day. if it indeed is a 24 hour service, i can pick up the visa on the afternoon of the third day which will be too late to catch the bangkok airways flight to yangon until the fourth day. well, i might as well stay home or stay in thailand!

... and i'm so dumb to know whether or not it is possible to persuade myanmar officials to only keep a copy of my passport for visa processing rather than the original document. [if myanmar was so rigid, why didn't officials confiscate my smuggled kyat notes at the airport back in october, huh? maybe there is some flexibility available.] technically the passport needs to stay in my possession (i would be a foreigner in thailand) but if a copy is acceptable, the "wasted" time spent waiting on the myanmar visa could be used to deliver pharmaceuticals and other medical supplies across the border to cambodia.

>> Is the nitrous system in the MINI? ha ha

MINI s #1 has a nitrous oxide kit.
MINI s #2 has a warranty-friendly john cooper works package.
american monstrosity has a scratch from an undocumented worker.

the trend continues: i desperately want to miss today's appointment with resident doctor #4 and if this means finding myself in a car accident on sepulveda boulevard while exhibiting erratic braking habits [hmmm... hmm... hmmmm-mm....] that'd be fine.

unfortunately, nitrous is inert.

there has been no allowable connection since the friday time was divided. $2.85 for premium gasoline. feeding indignant dimes to the parking meter. starvation software demands that nothing swallowed is safe, not even liquid nickels. on the morning i find someone else in my nervous parking space, it has already been determined to be the day i keep driving.

plan: "i can't really afford this."
meaning: the loss of this, our boisterous merriment.
him: spurts coffee while laughing.
[computes]

while looking for the remineralizing toothpaste this morning, the kind that makes my lips peel, i found more drugs stashed in the back of a drawer. an old ibuprofen bottle with a worn label, congested with kleenex, sounded the silent alarm: no rattling beans.

note: my foot cures groggy hypnopompia!
[suddenly awake] him: "i'm NOT abusing them. that's why they were there."
consider: his additional life insurance benefits were approved.
consider: supplying enough pills to get the job done.

[selective mutism]

consider:
- budget accommodation in fiji since this trip was not planned.
- take the bus to and from lax airport.
= entire trip would total under $200!

consider:
- from fiji fly to rarotonga in the cook islands.
- then fly to aitutaki.
- possibly sell one kidney to finance spontaneity?
= why do i always have to get insane like this?

trend: not wanting to go to the doctor again this morning.
note: threw up the first time since "don't" last night.
excuse: a maltodextrin reaction [corn allergy] was about to take place.
and: mm-hmm, it was mildly entertaining.

fedex delivered the airline ticket to nadi (fiji) today.
- all of the excitement immediately turned to dread.
- backpacker accommodations sound exhaustingly social.
- in a luxury resort i could catch up on cnn.
- cruising the outer yasawa or mamanuca islands? nah, done that.
hopefully i'll die or get dismembered before departing.

Dear Flagrant, Supreme Tightwad:

We have issued your [ridiculously low priced] airline ticket for Trip ID 123456789. Thank you for [profiting from the mistake in our computer system and] making your travel plans with Travelocity.com. We suggest that you save this notification for reference should you need to contact us concerning your ticket [when we cancel it at our discretion seeing that OBVIOUSLY a round trip airfare from Los Angeles to Nadi, Fiji costing merely $51 is a MISTAKE].

Note: [Since you know the drill and your rights] you have [specifically requested and have] been issued a paper airline ticket [for an additional price of $19.95] which was shipped to you on 04/5 at 10:19 by FedEx - Airbill number 1011121314.
---------

this would be a situation containing spontaneity and happiness, with a slight twist of anxiety, since now the telephone will undoubtedly ring and try to wash it all away. i really want to go to fiji for only $51! e-mail may arrive later from travelocity member services saying, "flagrant, you are so out of luck. just be happy you booked a $400 mileage accruing airfare to singapore with the hawaiian stopover for later in the month and shut up."

[skip ahead]

hmm... checkmytrip.com shows that air pacific has already determined my seat assignments for both the outbound and return legs of this itinerary... hmm...

[skip ahead]

damn... returning from singapore, thailand, and (hopefully) myanmar (if granted another e-visa so soon) the week prior to departing for this trip to fiji easily sets a "vacation from a vacation" trend.

[skip ahead]

i feel superstitious. if actively and vocally looking forward to this escapade, the reservation will get yanked, right?

[skip ahead]

still superstitious and not yet daring to reserve accommodations in the islands... but certainly thinking about it. a bungalow? a villa for one? perhaps i could book a stay at a regular old luxury resort with starwood points? what about finding a liveaboard diving outfit? a week long cruise through the islands? a budget hostel and jungle luggage affair? anywhere is good except where i stayed on my last visit, shangri-la's fijian resort and spa, but only because it was very family friendly which translated into a property overrun with constantly screaming kids.

smaze + thick = blog + task

note: appointment with resident doctor #4 today.
[dread, pissed off since friday's appointment, et cetera...]

consider: skipping out of it, without a telephone call.
[nah, that would be the old me. the new me gets in your face.]

consider: never going back.
[but he gives me reason to restrict foods + killed the purging habits.]

consider: braiding my hair and becoming a different personality.
[he's seen three of me already.]

consider: the maturity of going and pleasantly saying i may not return.
[that's hard unless i'm on.]

consider: mentioning anorexia nervosa is worse than once upon a time.
[the embraced lanugo is brilliant in the silver sense but familiar taught skin pulled back over the jaw to the point of exposing teeth has yet to arrive.]

consider: not mentioning how exciting it is.
[unnecessary, as my animation is out of control.]

consider: not mentioning how frightening it is.
[a susurrant (high) and proud (low) sickness:]
[i said: "eighty seven."]
[he said: "no. no... no.. that's, six feet, ouch...(whispers) tiny."]
[i said: "no. any word not relating to size. try ugly."]

consider: suggesting we don't speak about food for now.
[a third food named: broccoli, almonds, spinach.]
[note: three words tentatively spoken aloud, NOT foods ingested.]

consider: telling him i can't afford four session hours a week.
[honest to god, how could anyone?]

consider: appointments screw up swing trading on monday mornings.
[trading stocks on monday is almost always lucrative.]

consider: complaining about a photographer who occasionally stakes out the side entrance to the ucla npi building on friday mornings waiting for famous patient MK. he was seen bothering larry david near the cancer center back in december.
consider: a psychiatrist located on each coast.

[thunk]
[thunk]
[thunk]

shut off and a bitch, i can't help it
hot outside again and the world can fuck off.
maybe it's drugs, but several yesterdays were recently denied.

resident doctor #4 questioned the safe food situation.
forefinger meets thumb, somewhere above elbow.
sorry, what'd he say? i should talk.
"how about food limited to saturdays and a ritalin script, please?"
he joked, "sure, i could do that!"
and we laughed until it was time to look down at the squares.

logging charting fitday tools totals: for future adjustments
if i weren't deaf i'd see he likes the blog.
recording broken rules...
but i'd get arrested [!!!]
or receive chipper e-mail from cookies who like milk.

flagrant disregard

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