Explosive

I'm feeling very out of sorts today, although I guess the feeling officially started last night. I went to bed early-ish, very tired, but unable to sleep because of the mosquitoes. They were buzzing near my head and biting wherever they could find an open patch of skin until I pulled the blanket over me to make it harder for them to get at me. I eventually fell asleep, but woke up very hot (blankets aren't really necessary when it's in the mid-70's at night) and, well, putting this somewhat delicately (and I apologize ahead of time for TMI), needing to be in the bathroom RIGHT THAT SECOND. Do you know how much fun it is to jump down from the top bunk, grab your shoes in the dark (because that gross bathroom without shoes? Hells no.), unlock your door, get to the bathroom, and barely get there in time? And then realize that in all that commotion you DIDN'T GRAB TOILET PAPER??

I'm not really sure what caused my stomach issues, although if I had to guess, I'd say it was the papaya salad I had for dinner last night that was so spicy my lower eyelids were sweating. I was still feeling a little off this morning, but that was probably due to the three ginormous cups of coffee I had for breakfast (no appetite), which I only stopped drinking because it was making me nauseous.

All of these things combined with the fact that I'm feeling a leetle bit lonely and homesick? Well, apparently it makes me overuse caps lock and italics, but it also makes me anxious to get out of Vientiane and (hopefully) to a place where I feel like myself again.