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sitting on a gaudy red couch in a serviced apartment somewhere in the middle east - just lost a long journal entry post to the depths of cyberspace.

my meat shwarma dinner just got delivered.

was planning on writing a travelogue-esque post but i've been writing so much about the country i'm in, i'm a little sick tired of it - i'd rather write bout anything else.

while checking out this girl's blog - recommended by nyx - i came across the term "elevator speech" - trust the MBA wielding community to come up with a phrase for everything yuppies do.

i'm pretty bad at it - those minute long conversations with clients who pay you to spend time with them or colleagues whom you get paid to spend time with. yet given the profession i'm in, it's something i have to learn to pull off better. still, it's like pillow talking with one night stands - not really my thing.

anyway, more randomness some other time. i'm hungry.