happynightmares

Everyone seems to wanna do these little ‘this is what I’m doing now” emails, so I am gonna do one now and then one if anything that I deem of consequence should happen. “Of consequence’ being something that I consider somewhat interesting but not worth telling in person. This is my revenge for all you bastards clogging my inbox when you go to Malaysia or whatever to find yourself. You know who you are. I refuse to be bloody eloquent. I CAN be eloquent, I simply refuse.

I am in India, specifically Mumbai. It’s a tiny little city of 10 million people, all of whom drive worse than I do. Yah I know, I didn’t think that was possible either. It’s hot. It’s really really blody hot. And humid. And going to get hotter and more humid and the monsoons are COMIIINNGGG… But Tina, my new pink bunny friend, assures me that I have nothing to worry about as long as I don’t start to hallucinate or anything. I like Tina. She is bunnishly cute. I got here saturday night. I left California on Friday at 1am. Let’s hear it for time delay. I actually managed to sleep almost the entire time I was in a plane. Let’s hear it for Xanax. That stuff WORKS. You don’t think it’s workng cause you don’t feel sleepy and then you nod off for a minute and all of a sudden it’s 9 hours later. I haven’t slept nine continuous hours in like a decade and I did it on a PLANE. I can see how this stuff might be mildly addictive. I’m going to have 30 days with no meat and no alcohol. Can you say detox, boys and girls?

Anyway. I’m here. I am currently with one of my Dad’s brothers’ family. Damn people seriously look different than you remember them from a decade ago. Very offputting. I keep having to suprress the urge to treat 17 year old cousins like they’re still three. Our car blew a tire on the way to my uncle’s house from the airport. That was fun. I also learn little bits and pieces of family history that are somewhat offputting. They’re coincidential, but still a little bit disturbing. I haven’t done much yet cept go to a market and look for pretty sharp things, but they were nowhere to be found. My search continues. Tonight we’re going to take a train for eight hours to see these manmade caves for a couple days, so that should be interesting. Sculptures and cultural goodness. That should be enough inbox clogging for one day. Enjoy.

Everyone seems to wanna do these little ‘this is what I’m doing now” emails, so I am gonna do one now and then one if anything that I deem of consequence should happen. “Of consequence’ being something that I consider somewhat interesting but not worth telling in person. This is my revenge for all you bastards clogging my inbox when you go to Malaysia or whatever to find yourself. You know who you are. I refuse to be bloody eloquent. I CAN be eloquent, I simply refuse.

I am in India, specifically Mumbai. It’s a tiny little city of 10 million people, all of whom drive worse than I do. Yah I know, I didn’t think that was possible either. It’s hot. It’s really really blody hot. And humid. And going to get hotter and more humid and the monsoons are COMIIINNGGG… But Tina, my new pink bunny friend, assures me that I have nothing to worry about as long as I don’t start to hallucinate or anything. I like Tina. She is bunnishly cute. I got here saturday night. I left California on Friday at 1am. Let’s hear it for time delay. I actually managed to sleep almost the entire time I was in a plane. Let’s hear it for Xanax. That stuff WORKS. You don’t think it’s workng cause you don’t feel sleepy and then you nod off for a minute and all of a sudden it’s 9 hours later. I haven’t slept nine continuous hours in like a decade and I did it on a PLANE. I can see how this stuff might be mildly addictive. I’m going to have 30 days with no meat and no alcohol. Can you say detox, boys and girls?

Anyway. I’m here. I am currently with one of my Dad’s brothers’ family. Damn people seriously look different than you remember them from a decade ago. Very offputting. I keep having to suprress the urge to treat 17 year old cousins like they’re still three. Our car blew a tire on the way to my uncle’s house from the airport. That was fun. I also learn little bits and pieces of family history that are somewhat offputting. They’re coincidential, but still a little bit disturbing. I haven’t done much yet cept go to a market and look for pretty sharp things, but they were nowhere to be found. My search continues. Tonight we’re going to take a train for eight hours to see these manmade caves for a couple days, so that should be interesting. Sculptures and cultural goodness. That should be enough inbox clogging for one day. Enjoy.