a The Transit Lounge: Wankers

Back in the Day: I had a quarter life crisis, headed to Osaka, Japan for the unknown–only to discover that a passport plane ride are not necessarily a ticket to escape. Some Years Later: Settled back in Oz, the man of my dreams ended up in Tokyo for work–which is how a passport and plane ride showed me home is where the heart is. And Now: Well as luck would have it, we are about to embark on Japan Mark 3, with a baby in tow and another on the way...

Tuesday, October 25


Those men that geting off on getting off in public - seems to be s surplus of 'em in this country. I hate you all.


Anonymous Gitte said...

Gross gross. I wonder if ten y.o. kids who point real-fake guns at people's heads in parks grow up to point their other guns at girls in the street? THEY ALL LOOK THE SAME TO ME

4:15 pm


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