Monday, April 09, 2007

Coming back to reality after a really amazing vacation is like coming down off an ecstacy high, especially if the place you come back to completely sucks ass. If my life could be one long vacation, it would be a European one.

Now I am back to the drudgery of living with my parents, going on blind dates with guys who do not yet realize they are gay, going to the gym, watching TV, writing dreck and generally pretending that there is an actual reason to go on living this absolutely meaningless life, despite all evidence to the contrary.

There were stray dogs everywhere in Italy, but they were surprisingly well-fed and friendly. Of course I had to bond with each and every one of them. These are the dogs of Pompeii. The rest of the photos should be uploaded to Flickr by later tonight.