Procrastinate the morning away

In procrastinating I put a little map of countries I've been to on the bottom of this page. It seems I've been to two dozen, though you can hardly see the ones in in the Carribean. If I go to the four or five largest countries, it would seem I've been everywhere. You can make your own, then paste it on your website. Or you could just play in the hosts website, creating what if scenarios and wasting time. A little bit of travelers masturbation. I've been here, and here, and here. Ooh what if I go there, then that continent will be a little more red. Look at that, Asia is filling in nicely, oooooh.

I've been swimming in a secret location. I can't say the name in public, because if I do, herds of people will appear, making it less than desirable. It's amazing I even found this place--a pool with nobody in it. Nobody. The most people I've seen has been 5 including me, and that was when one woman had just got in, and one woman was about to get out. It's loads better than the other pool I used before the accident, where at least 10 people, very slow, analagous to open beer bottle in the water people, drowned back and forth. In 30 minutes, if I was lucky and the drowning ajummas took a break from my agony, I could get in about 30 laps. In the new pool, I can actually get in 100 or so, the only limit being my terribly atrophied muscles. I pay for it, but not so much considering. The crowded pools come out to about 50,000 a month if I go every day and pay by the pop. 40,000 if I get a months membership. The secret heaven of empty swimming pool is 80,000. Worth every penny. Though now I've got a waterlogged right ear to deal with. I got a dropper bottle to make the homemade concoction friends of mine dowsed their ears with after every swim practice while growing up. Never needing the pretreatment myself, I never learned the recipe. Vinegar and water?