Homicidal in Manila

My sunburn from our Gigantes and Guimaras weekend is not even peeling yet, but already I can't stand it in Manila. The sticky heat, the horrible traffic, the pollution--they stir up my inner Kraken. I don't know where all this rage is coming from. I feel like acting it out on an overcharging cab driver. Maybe I just need to run tonight. Yeah, I'll do that.