2. The Here and Now (and everything in between)

It's before 8am here in Hong Kong on a Saturday, early enough in my books to be deemed 'early morning'.

 Why are you awake in the early morning? I have no idea. There is no reason for this, it just is. Like jelly. Jelly is just jelly.

 In a moment of pure egoism, I decided to google 'kjingo' and see what came up (yes, this is why I should never be awake this early on a Saturday). And what have I learnt? I'm a member of some random websites, and more importantly, there is a Dr K Jingo who exists in this world doing important stuff like existing. Existing is important.

Update time - I'm still in Hong Kong, but have moved to a much larger apartment in Causeway Bay. And by much larger, I mean much larger in comparison to my last jail cell size apartment. Things generally are going well. Found myself with some good, normal, happy friends who I can be myself around.

 So yeh, I feel that I need to be back here on a more regular basis - my English is slowly failing me over here, and I need some proof of life for you people back home. Time for a nap.

1. I'm in Hong Kong.

So I'm in Hong Kong.

Or to be more precise, I'm on a tiny "two man" (i.e. one man) couch on the 20th floor of an apartment block in Wan Chai, Hong Kong island. For the next few days/weeks/whatever, this is my home away from home. My base camp. My sanctuary. My sanctuary with cable television (thank you HBO and Australian Network - i.e. live AFL).

What is the plan? To put it bluntly, there really isn't much of a plan. I'm not a planning type of guy. I've effectively pooled all my winnings from the past 28 years of my life, walked up to a roulette table and put it all on black.

So I'm here. And I'm here here, back in the blogging world. The blogging world that has generally been good to me, insofar as being completely ambivalent to my presence. My expectations is that about 0.0001% of people who would read this will actually read this.

And it begins.