Fashionably late?

First of all, I apologize for my late arrival to this wonderful blog, both in concept and in realization. The glimpse into your lives has proved fascinating, moving, and even frightening.

Francis: that day, when you bought and gave up your puppy, was both eventful and ultimately inconsequential. What a queer experience, but how moving!

Valeria: how I long to venture into the wild, and witness the enigmatic beauty of outer space, as you did in Delaware...

Lisa: your words are concise and infrequent. I'm disappointed. :P

Linda: you should really reach out to a bigger guy-friend you can trust; ask him to have a little talk with your stalker and to threaten his life if he says even one more word to you. Both Francis and I are genuinely concerned about your well-being. But how fascinating are your photos and your stories about life in Africa! All the small accounts like the bathroom sign and having to iron your underwear for fear of being devoured by infant pests...I envy your bravery!

What have I been up to?
I have been stuck in Colorado since my departure from Philadelphia.

Some of you know this already, but I missed the rent deadline so was forced to postpone my internship start-date by a month. Instead of ending my internship in late July and traveling around South America for a few weeks before returning to Penn, I shall end my trip in late August without the thrills of trekking through the Amazon or the Andes...

Oh well, we all know that exerting much physical energy is not very Anthony Leem.

This Friday I shall be in New York City for a Social Impact Business conference, to which I am being sent by my microfinance firm in Buenos Aires. I do hope to spend some time with Lisa during my brief sojourn back on the East Coast. I also discovered that the UNICEF Summit will be held on the same weekend just a few blocks away, so I hope to stop by and say hello to my colleagues from across the nation's campus initiatives.

I promise you all wonderful photos and exotic stories in a couple weeks' time, when I join Linda in the Southern Hemisphere, where toilets flush in the opposite direction (though I wonder if she could possibly corroborate the truth of this phenomenon, since it seems she is living without civilization...lol).