Homeless Diver

Just a quick note.

My leg looks like it was shot with a .22 pistol and got infected. Hell, it happened when I was 19 or 20, got shot with a .22 and didnt know it till later. Now its infected and swollen but the Doc says it’ll be fine and to stop walking on it.  Not easy to do living on this hillside.

I’m 2 weeks expired on my visa but its normally OK since they have instant service here on Boracay and have no problems collecting the 500 peso penalty. Never any issues as long as I’m not a toublemaker - but this time, they’re not coming back until the middle of next month by which time I will not only be a month expired, but also lacking a certain “1 year” special visa stamp. Breaking 2 laws at once might get me thrown in jail…damnit! How do they get away changing their immigration tourist visa requirements 3 times in less than a year with out telling anyone?

The landlord is going to be in a legal world of hurt soon. I know he’s going to ask me for rent even though they have 90,000 pesos of deposit already for the last 3 months rent. Its just about to be the last 3 months. They already lied to me once before about owing them money and trying to change the original contract. I know for a fact they have no money left over to EVER return that deposit. And thats the rub. Of course they’re gonna ask for more rent…but before I leave this country, I’ll put a few thousand US Dollars into a lawyers hands and tell him to bleed them dry. I would rather pay thousands more and have these people feel the hurt of being lying scammers, their kids without food, their electricity turned off, etc…than to just quietly keep my money.

I think someone was staying in the house..theres a ton of daMarios take-out containers and also Andoks rice in the frige. I have never, ever, bought Andoks rice. The place is trashed and my bed looks like someone was sloppily eating beef stew on it. God, I hope its a food stain and not bloody skidmarks. Actually, there are several fluit stains on my sheets - the white sheets I bleached to perfection the day before I left.

I have someone telling people that I owe them a bartab at a bar I never drink at.

Apparently the house flooded while we were gone. Godamn typhoon winds.

There are 3 bars of soap in my bathroom. I have never had 3 bars of soap at the same time. Never. Not even a spare still in the package. Only 2.

All I had time for was this grainy pic just after the large Tokay gecko ate the smaller “ta-ka” gecko (according to how several people are pronouncing the small ones.) That would explain all the missing tails. Geckos eating geckos on Boracay - guess I learn something new every day.

That big, huge, monsterous gecko that lives in the house…well, she might be dead. I’ve had a rash of cats getting into the house lately from the balcony and even a fight in my kitchen the other night….but last night, I saw the geckos tail. About 3 inches of it anyway. On the floor in an area that she never goes. I think the cats might have gotten her but at least I know she put a hurtin’ on them…she was a mean fu*ker.  At about 18 inches long, she was just starting to warm up to me. I was feeding her cicadas from the front porch (she always hangs out in the kitchen at night). These cats are hungry all the time and I doubt they would have left the tail section unless they had the body. They even steal whole chicken quarters when I’m marinating them and recently jumped on the HOT grill to get at the chicken carcass that I was searing.