Monthly Archives: July 2013
The Dumpess of Cambridge Had a Baby Boy
I needed a personal day. A Sam-Day. A day for resting, recovering and of course, dumping. I slept in, skipped classes, woke up late, and spent the morning reading things saved for potential dumping. It took about three hours of research (please, no one make the mistake of thinking a guy can just roll out […]
A Fast Dump
Currently, I am sitting in a chair— a not particularly comfortable one at that— in a hotel in Muscat (or more appropriately a suburb called Al Khoud) trying not distract myself for the final hour-ish before my fast ends. This sentence may leave the reader with a few questions so I’ll try to answer them […]
Bad at getting places
I am not going to blame anyone other than myself for this mini disaster. Weeks ago I purchased a ticket to Oman and hadn’t really given it much thought since. When booking, I sought the cheapest fastest flight from here to there and everything else was secondary. Last night I printed out my exit visa […]
All The News That’s Fit to Dump
Let’s hear it for familiarity: I am dumping from a Caribou Coffee. I would bet that the majority of my dumps over the past three years have come from Caribou’s so it’s nice to see that a few have popped up in and around Doha. Sure, to get to this one, I had to drive […]
Going Missing for Awhile 