From the Desk of Mrs Victoria Lulu.

We all get this stuff in our email

"My self and my husband worked in the country's biggest diamond minning coporation in which he was in charge of accounts while i was a minning engineer. so when the war broke out and the pandemonium that followed, i had to escape with my son and some cash, immidiatelly after the brutal murder of my husband which is after he was accused of financial mismanagement by the rabell leader and head of millitery junta,Mr Forday Sankoh.Although he (Sankoh) claimed to be unconnected to the killing but after all i experienced from the rabells, I think i had to ran for the safty of myself and my son,with The cash which is the sum of $19.8million dollar."

I am ready to pay 20% of the total amount to you if you help us in this transaction and another 10% interest of Annual After Income to you, for handling this transaction for us, which you will strongly have absolute control over. If you can handle this project sincerely and also willing to assist me in lifting this fund, kindly reach me. Please, note that this transaction is 100% risk free and I hope to commence the transaction as quick as possible,and I am counting on you with trust and I will appreciate your trust towards this and hoping to hear from you and to meet you in person. Let me hear you as soon as possible I will send you my photograph and Pictures of the box of money as soon as I hear from you.

and on and on and on.

There are also black money scams going on and a whole lotta shit from the nigerians here. Phnom Penh Police are baffled at "possible suicide" as reported by the daily, when the riverfront was jammed packed with full of people in front of the Riverside Bistro checking out a corpse floating along shore. All the booksellers, flower sellers, fortune tellers and your average khmer on a daelim with nothing better to do. Me included. This brutha was bloated, had bulging eyeballs, blood from his head and rope tied around his wrist. I am not a coroner and dont perform autopsies, but it sure reaked of foul play.

Made it to the Heart for my once in year reminder as to why I dont go to the Heart. Lets see there is the NGO wannabe disco guys in the black out fits, the faggots, the guy in the Bilabong swim trunks (hey, no surf in PNH), the bearded amish/jew guy, the fat white chick tourist, the bohemian, the rich khmer kids and then the local Khmer chicks who think their shit dont stink because they are in the heart. Also there were a few nigerians that were missing the funeral. Lucky me it was a monday, raining and pretty empty. I was able to get a seat at the bar and only got bumped 2x by passing drunks.

Rest of the town slowing down. Its a buyers market. 104 bar getting good rep as a no hassle fun place (as hostess bars go). but again its a buyers market.

Bong still on sabatical, and blames lack of telephone and virus on the computer for not making the appearance. He'll be waiting for Christmas and I don't think Santa has a line on the pawn ticket for his phone.