Saturday, September 29, 2012

Emperor Audition part 1

I got another audition. It’s for a very small part, but it’s with a company that I’ve actually heard of. Emperor Entertainment makes a lot of movies every year that are shown all over Hong Kong and Southeast Asia. They even work with Jackie Chan from time to time, but the movie I went in for has nothing to do with him.

I think I did a pretty good job at the audition, but you never know. It’s all down to whether I’m what they’re looking for and if they find someone better. It’s only one scene, but it’s a speaking part and if millions of people see it that could easily lead to bigger and better things.

No matter what happens, their office is close to Paisano’s so I got some pretty good pizza.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Election 2012 part 2

I’m not really sure who to vote for. I know people are going crazy about it – either Obama is evil and Romney is our savior, or the other way around. I don’t think it’s all that extreme. I don’t think all life as we know it will end if the wrong person is elected. America is stronger than one man. We’ve had some pretty bad presidents and some pretty good ones. Life carried on either way. I’m sure both candidates would do good things and bad things.

What I don’t like is that I don’t really like either candidate. I don’t hate either of them and I’m not going to leave the country if the other one is elected – I already left the country! I think if you’re one of those people who threatens to leave the country when the other side wins then you don’t get how democracy works. Sometimes the other side wins – deal with it. Your side will win again sooner or later.

I think the worst thing is voting on sides. We should be voting for people, not parties. If it’s football you vote for your team – go Vikings! If it’s deciding who should run the country you should vote for the person you think will do the best job. The odds of your party always picking the better person are too impossible to believe.

We’re so divided now that we want to reduce everyone to a party stereotype. He’s a Republican so he must hate poor people and women. She’s a Democrat so she must love taxes and government dependency. Most people never fit whatever stereotype you want to label them with.

People seem to want every state to be red or blue, as if no one from Texas ever votes for Democrats and no one from California ever votes for Republicans. People want to label California the liberal hippie blue state, but California voted for Reagan – he was their Governor. They had a lot of red Governors. Texas put Lyndon Johnson in Congress for 100 years. Texas had a lot of blue Governors.

Minnesota is currently considered a blue state, but we’re not so easy to label. We elected Michele Bachmann, Al Franken and Jesse Ventura. I never voted for any of them. Jesse was before my time, Michele isn’t in my district and Al was elected before I was old enough to vote.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Election 2012 part 1

I got my absentee ballot for the election. They send them out 46 days before the election, for some reason. I got it by e-mail, but I have to send it back by regular mail or give it to the US embassy at Central.

Ryan also got his absentee ballot, but his situation is a little trickier. He’s in China, but we told the application that he was in Hong Kong because he was at the time. It’s too late to change from Hong Kong to China and since we can’t e-mail the ballots, he has to mail his in. If he mails it from China they might wonder why a voter in Hong Kong is voting from China. I don’t know how suspicious they get about something like that. I’m also not sure if I can mail his ballot for him. I’m sure there are a bunch of rules about that.

This is not only my first election out of the country, but it’s my first presidential election. I turned 18 two weeks after the 2008 election, so I just barely missed that one. The first time I voted was for Governor & Congress in 2010. The only thing interesting about that was that Governor Pawlenty didn’t run for another term. We didn’t vote for any Senators that time, but we do this time.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Clear Water Bay House part 3

I went to the big house after work and went straight to my own private shower in my own private bathroom. I love this house – I want to stay here forever. I didn’t see Lily or Kevin when I came in so I didn’t know if they were home or not.

After my shower I went to the kitchen to make my dinner. If anyone else was home they probably ate by now.

In the kitchen I could hear strange noises coming from the dining room – there’s a real dining room in this house. I went to have a look and there was Kevin on top of Lily on top of the dining room table going at it.

My 1st thought was that I eat dinner on that table. My 2nd thought was jealousy – I haven’t had sex in over a month. My 3rd thought was that Kevin has a nice butt. My 4th thought was how did they not hear me come in the house and take a shower. My 5th thought was that I was spying on my friends having sex.

I went back to making my dinner and tried to make a lot of noise doing it. After a few minutes Lily came in acting casual. I knew she just got some, but she didn’t know I knew.

I ate my dinner in the kitchen that night.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Ryan in China Again part 8

I spent last night at my apartment because I had to go to work early today. Lily & Kevin stayed at the big house, so I was alone in the apartment.

The only internet connection is in the tiny dining room area. It’s not really a dining room – it’s part of the living room that’s a little off to the side. It has a separate light from the living room so it seems like it’s supposed to be a dining room. That’s where the only internet plug is so that’s where we use our computers. There’s no privacy so usually when I’m talking to Ryan on skype there’s someone else in the room – or at least in the living room.

No one else was home last night and none of Ryan’s roommates were around, so we actually had some privacy while talking. That’s pretty rare around here. After a while in Hong Kong you get used to not having as much privacy. Last night was pretty rare.

We haven’t seen each other in over a month – except on skype. We haven’t touched each other in over a month. It’s nice to talk on the phone and sometimes the skype connection is good enough that we can see each other and understand what we’re saying.

So taking all that into consideration it seemed like a good time to do a little dance for Ryan. I gave him a full striptease. I know he liked it because I could see that he was jerking off. I couldn’t see him on the screen below the waist, but I could tell. Unless he was rigorously scratching his balls for several minutes.

I really doubt the Chinese government was watching. I’m sure they have better things to do than monitor communications from some American band in China talking to their girlfriends in Hong Kong. There are over a billion people in China. No one can watch everybody all the time.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Naked Day

I had a day to myself at the big house. Usually when I’m there Lily’s there or someone’s about the leave when I’m coming in or I’m about to leave when someone’s coming in. We all have different schedules so we all come and go at different times. Most of the time we’re either all there or no one is there – or I’m at my apartment, with or without Lily. This was the first time I was at the big house alone for more than an hour.

It was weird to have so much space to myself. I’m used to living in a tiny apartment – with 1 or 2 other people. Here it was like walking through the Grand Canyon when you live in a cave.

One of the best things about the big house is the hot tub. It’s big, it’s on a nice outdoor terrace and the view is amazing. The view from my apartment is other apartments. The view from the terrace is ocean & islands. I’m from Minnesota. We don’t get ocean views. I’ve been in Hong Kong for a year & a half and I’m still impressed by ocean views. You never really see much ocean in Hong Kong anyway.

I put on my bikini and fired up the hot tub. Then it occurred to me that no one else was there and no one was going to be there for a long time. So I took off the bikini and got in the hot tub. It seems kind of stupid to admit this, but I was a little worried about getting naked at first. I knew I had plenty of time alone, but it’s not my house and it just feels strange to be naked in someone else’s house. It’s not like this was in a bathroom – it was outdoors for all the world to see – though you’d have to fly by in a helicopter or be in a boat with very strong binoculars to see me. There are no paparazzi going after me so I was safe, but it still felt weird.

As soon as I got in the water I stopped worrying about it. It just felt so good. I think if everyone in the world could soak in a hot tub for an hour there would never be any more wars. Not having the bikini made it even better. It was like soaking in a bathtub – only it had the water jets and it was outdoors. I was content to lie there naked all day – but life goes on and you can never do anything good for too long.

When I got out of the hot tub I wrapped my towel around me and was about to put the bikini back on when I thought why not leave it off. I sat on one of the terrace lounge chairs and let the sun kiss my naked body – this would’ve been a paparazzi’s wet dream if I were famous. I didn’t have any sunscreen, but I’ve never gotten burned in Hong Kong – and I’ve spent plenty of time out in the sun. I don’t know what it is – maybe the constant smog or all the clouds – but the sun just isn’t as strong here. It gets hot, it gets very humid, but the sun is never strong enough for a sun burn.

When it was lunch time I got up and went into the kitchen – all completely naked. I was walking around the house naked and didn’t really worry about it. It felt a little dangerous and maybe that made it a little exciting, but I was mostly just going about my day – I just happened to be totally naked.

Then the doorbell rang. Doorbells in Hong Kong aren’t like American doorbells. You don’t get people knocking on your door willy nilly around here. We don’t have door to door salesmen, girl scout cookies or Jehovah’s Witnesses. Your doorbell only rings when you have guests or maybe the building’s maintenance guy comes over. The doorbell in my apartment doesn’t even work, so I haven’t actually heard someone ring in a long time.

When the doorbell rang I froze. I didn’t panic, I didn’t run around or try to cover myself. I just stood there. I wasn’t expecting anyone – and if Lily or Kevin had forgotten their keys they would probably just call. I didn’t think it was the house’s owner – even if he came back very early, he probably has his own keys. I couldn’t really imagine who it could be.

If someone had come in the front door they wouldn’t be able to see me right away anyway. I’d probably have enough time to go into another room. I could’ve gone into one of the bathrooms or even my bedroom, but I just stood there and waited. I didn’t want to go to the front door because it has frosted windows and you can see from outside if someone is inside. They wouldn’t be able to tell I was naked, but they would definitely know I was there – and I wasn’t about to answer the door naked.

Eventually whoever was there went away. I put some clothes on and went to the door, but by then they were long gone. That was enough excitement for me. I kept my clothes on the rest of the day.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Clear Water Bay House part 2

Kevin is now officially at the big house in Clear Water Bay. He’s staying there every day. I’m staying there some days and at my apartment other days. I tried going to work from the house and it’s just too much. It’s ok on days when I go in the afternoon, but if I have to go at rush hour it’s just too crowded with all those different stations & trains. In Hong Kong, rush hour is from breakfast to lunch and about 3pm to midnight. Lily is going back & forth between the house and my apartment – pretty much the same as me.

It’s a great house. There’s plenty of room for everyone. I even have my own bathroom! That’s the best part. I haven’t had my own bathroom in years. It’s amazing how something so simple can make such a huge difference. My boyfriend is living in another country and I haven’t had sex in a month, but I have my own bathroom. I guess that’s what the Chinese mean by yin & yang.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Ryan in China Again part 7

Ryan and I were talking on skype and I started to do a little striptease for him. We haven’t touched each other in a month – that’s a record for us – and we’re both pretty horny. We’ve never spent this much time apart and I’m really not sure how much more I can take. While I was stripping in front of the computer and doing a sexy little dance his connection went out. It was very frustrating! For both of us. I’m ready, willing and able to turn him on, but his skype keeps turning off! I can only imagine what it was like for him. He was just about to see something good and then all black.

We talked on the phone like we always do when his internet goes out and I finished my striptease over the phone. It really wasn’t the same. It was more funny than sexy. Funny is good and I’m glad that we can laugh about these things, but a man needs to see his woman naked from time to time. Just telling him I’m naked doesn’t do it.