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Tag Archives: Money
I Lost My Sh*t, Day 19: Double Muthaf*ckin’ Play!
I started the day with USD6 and 1,400riel. That ain’t much. Gotta conserve. Stayed at home until lunch when I decided to hit the streets. There was a food shop just down the way from the house I made the … Continue reading
I Lost My Sh*t, Day 18: No cards, no money.
Started the day with 13 dollars and 3,400 riel to my name… So it wasn’t going to be much of a crazy one. Stayed at home until lunch. Wandered over to Russian Market to grab some Lot Chha (4000 riel) … Continue reading
I Lost My Sh*t, Day 16: Hiding then Frisbee
Still short on money. Can’t really leave the house. Watched Bernhard Hopkins, all 46 years of him, beat a much younger fighter to become the oldest fighter to win a major championship. Badass. The last of the tunafish for lunch. … Continue reading
I Lost My Sh*t, Day 15: Slight Money Squeeze, Luck and Unluck
So I don’t know exactly where all the money from Western Union went, beer probably, but I’m beginning to run short. My bankcard should arrive in the mail soon, but gotta be financially responsible until then. So, saturday. Footy training … Continue reading
I Lost All My Sh*t, Day 6: Fat wads, playa!
So after the failed Western Union run the day before, I was not to be denied on Day 6. With the magic number in hand, I rolled over to the bank and got paid! Then proceeded to get that money … Continue reading
I Lost All My Sh*t, Day 5: You need your MTCN number, idiot.
Waking up, I could feel financial independence wishing me a good morning. I rose off of my floor-bound mattress, showered, got dressed (damn I need to do some laundry) and hopped on my computer. Verified what my mother had written. … Continue reading
I Lost All My Sh*t, Day 4: Docs and Debt
(Originally written May, 10, 2011) Not much movement on Day 4. Called home in the morning and then headed to a clinic to check on some medical issues (Sokhapeap Thmey. Australian-run. Good place)(UPDATE: THEY MIS_DIAGNOSED ME. AVOID!). Then lunch at … Continue reading
I Lost All My Sh*t, Day 3: The Embassy
I had scheduled a 10am appointment at the embassy to help me sort my life out. I didn’t know what to expect, but I was hoping that this would be a good step towards normalizing my life. I could also … Continue reading
I Lost All My Sh*t, What Was Lost (aka How not to pack to get if you are about to get your sh*t stolen)
Here are some of the contents of the backpack I lost: Macbook Pro 15″ Samsung Netbook Passport ATM Card Credit Card Money (USD200, THB3000) ITouch Bose Headphones Two sets of motorcycle keys (one is my backup) The Road by Cormac … Continue reading
I Lost All My Sh*t, Day 1: Police Report, Footy and Beer
So I woke up pretty hungover, needless to say. I did lose all my shit, cut me some slack. The first activity of the morning was a meeting with Robocop and Omar. I headed over to Robocop’s office where Omar … Continue reading
