I leave for Amsterdam in a couple of hours. After a week in the Netherlands, I'm off for two weeks in Zimbabwe. I get back on Feb 28th.

A bit of worrying news from Zimbabwe. Last week everyone at my brothers school was woke up at 4am and had to watch a military parade. Afterwards the solders went around and destroyed any newspapers they found. My brother is ok, and no one was hurt. He said some of the students spread rumours that two teachers sympathized with a rebel faction. When news of this got around, the establishment sent in the military to flex their muscle and to show everyone they were still in control.

On Friday, at the Cuff, I ran into Terry. He says he still has a boyfriend. I don't understand why he spends weekend nights at the Cuff.. It doesn't make a lot of sense. Maybe I'll find out someday. When I told him I was going to Amsterdam, he became kind of uncomfortable; looks like he has some feelings for me. Maybe he's single again, and he's just scoping me out to see what I do. After all, I have lied to him before.

Saturday night I went out for dinner with Bruce and F. We ate at Shilla's Asian Grill. The service very really slow and uneven. Bruce and F had almost finished there meals by the time I got mine. The food was ok.

Afterwards we went to Victors for some Coffee. They had a poetry reading. We didn't stick around to listen. Later we went to the NW Grill and Brewhouse for a beer.