Not perfect

I’ve spent so many posts pointing out the shortcomings in K and how she could’ve done so much better, but seriously every now and then, I come across some bit that reminds me of the past and all I realize is that I’m even less perfect! I mean sure she takes the cake in the worst things to do to each other in terms of magnitude… but that doesn’t mean there weren’t a lot of .. no wait, a LOT of small things that I did wrong or just didn’t do them right.

I needed some snaps to put up on one of our walls and so i was just going through my files and I realised that at times i’ve been a downright ass! I wouldn’t have put up with me!!! I’m sorry K for putting you through all of the tough times throughout that crazy ‘working’ period of mine! If only I could’ve seen this all sooner…

I don’t wish to change the outcome, as much as I would love for it to, but atleast I could’ve made sure our journey till here was a lot more perfect.

Going solo

Well quite a lot has been happening in my life in the past week and most of it is just another boo hoo sob story (nah not that bad). But then again, the outcome of that isn’t!

So anyways, I’ve been a little sick due to the spring coming in and I must admit I’m not the best company when I’m not feeling well. I’ve had a severe sore throat and also my asthma’s been acting up so I’ve been really cranky around the house. What that has done is given K and me another few days of fights over nothing really. It’s like the smallest of things that would otherwise go by un-challenged or for that matter never even have happened because I was in a better mood, have become reasons for our fights.

Like last night, it really snowballed into probably our biggest fight since we moved here and that too over nothing that should have been a fight. If I wasn’t feeling so miserable, I would’ve probably laughed out the whole issue right at the start and things wouldn’t have gotten so far. So what happened is…

For the past 2 days, I would wake up and before moving on with whatever else I needed to do, I would clean up the mess in the kitchen. The thing with me is, I can live with a messy (not dirty, but messy) bedroom and living room. But the kitchen - that I need it to be clean. So both of yesterday and the day before, I ended up cleaning the kitchen for like an hour or so in the morning. Then yesterday after our dinner, I realised that the kitchen had become messy again and I really got cranky over that (yeah I know it HAS to become so after we use stuff and before we clean it, but still)! And for some reason, in my sick-man-annoyed ramblings, it came out (probably) as something of a ‘you don’t help around’ or something. Now the thing is, I love cooking and specially for K. And even though she hates cooking - on a daily basis, she does help me quite some bit - even if its just chopping up stuff most of the times. And I really do appreciate that help. And I don’t have any complaints about me having to cook and blah blah blah. Though at times I have to even if I’m not really in the mood for it, that’s just 1 out of 15 times maybe. Most of the times, I really don’t mind or even love cooking for the two of us.

And then there’s the other side to it… the cleaning up! Now there are 2 things that come into play here:
a. I can’t stand the kitchen being even a tad bit dirty… which i guess is a little too much
b. It IS me who ends up using all of the vessels and most of the other stuff anyways.
So you see… I don’t think it’s that big of a deal if I have to clean up the stuff (as K hates doing it mostly) and she does do it once in a while.

Anyhow, so some part of that seemed to her like I was blaming her for not doing anything/enough. And of course there was the part where in the bedroom (where I was ranting), I again went on about how the ‘whole house is a mess and I can’t stand it’. Now the poor thing offered to help me out by cleaning up the mess in the bedroom atleast and it somehow came out to me (or atleast in my annoyed state, it sounded as) ‘but its because of you that there’s this particular mess’ (in reference to something I had promised to take care of earlier). So that is when it happened - when I snapped at her with incorrigible words (atleast in me head!) and some part of that apparently was the ‘you don’t help around’ bit!

I wouldn’t feel like an idiot for saying any of that if I truly did feel any of it, but the truth is that I really have nothing against our arrangement. I do the kitchen and more often than not, she takes the lead in cleaning up the rest of the house! Anyhow so that after we calmed down in the night and were about to sleep… it snow balled into a huge fight where she stormed out of the room and went downstairs to sleep. And by the time I decided to go down and talk to her about it, she was already on the phone and ranting to her best friend.

So now, she’s still sleeping and I’m wondering what I can do to cool her off :D.

God! I wish I get all fine by the end of the day… the lack of oxygen really makes me a nut.

….

Anyhow, there’s the part of the ‘But then again, the outcome of that isn’t’. Well, over my sick few days and the few small fights and last night’s mother fight, I did come to realise that I am finally moving on! Don’t ask me how it happened or how I know it, but I just do. It’s just the way I feel when we’re talking or fighting or just around each other or whatever. Though I know it would take me quite some bit of time to be completely over her, but I know the process has started for sure!! YIPPPEEEEE!

Even though I do realise that, I also know that that doesn’t change what she means to me. I mean yeah she’s no more my girl, yes I have no more rights over her life, but she still means a LOT to me as a friend - almost as much as she ever did. I would even say bestfriend if only for her reluctance. And trust me, my best friends are no less important to me than my girlfriend!

So anyways, here’s to me going solo in life (for now)! woo hooo…

Update: Dreading today’s trip

So the trip is done and i have to say it wasn’t half as bad as I had expected it to be. But before I get to the why of that, I must elaborate a little on ‘there’s more to why I’m dreading the trip‘. Apart from all of the stuff I mentioned, there was another element to be considered - LM.

The thing with B is, he doesn’t need a reason to hate someone, quite the contrary in fact. He needs a reason to NOT hate someone. So, what you and me would have considered a small argument, he considered a declaration of war on LM’s part. And that too it was a long long time ago.

But anywho, he didn’t want LM to come along with us and in his exact words, I believe he said “It’s either him or me”. Now I understand that B is just some stupid 19-yr old kid who needs some time to mature and has his own issues in life. But I can’t see why the rest of us have to be put in a tough spot just because of his eccentricities.

Luckily E managed to convince B that it wasn’t his place to decide to not let LM come along with us. So that part of me dreading the trip thankfully sorted itself out.

Ok so as we were driving down to meet up with B, E & LM, both K and me were sort of dreading the moment we’d see them (and those that followed). And as K put it, ‘it shouldn’t be so hard to meet your friends’. But anyways, things went well once we met up and even till the trip to the outlet mall. And once there, as I expected E and his mom were caught up in getting some perfumes for her, LM wasn’t too sure of what to do so he excused himself for a bit. Even K wasn’t in a mood to listen to all of B’s bitching and we managed to make our way out of their company.

So the day wasn’t really a total disaster - I also managed to get a few things. Though we couldn’t really find much for K, so we’ll be going over again later on once the new stock’s in. Overall, the day wasn’t bad at all and B’s bitching was in mild moderation too and so was bearable!

Dreading today’s trip

In under an hour K and me have to go for a trip that I’ve been dreading for the past week or two - it’s shopping time!!

Nah, its not the shopping I’m dreading, I love shopping. In fact, I’m probably one of the best guys to shop with if you are a girl. I hate shopping for myself, I LOVE shopping for/with others, I have decent taste/fashion sense at the least but most importantly - I enjoy shopping for long hours. I don’t care if you want to try out twenty tops and buy just one. Actually, I think it’s perfectly fine if after trying those twenty, you think you want to check out the other shops (and sixty more tops) before you decide on one…

But anyways I got distracted with my vanity. Oh yes - vanity - the reason I’m dreading this trip in particular. Well see we have to go to this outlet mall with another couple - which would be fine. But the thing is, one of the guys’ mom is around and we need to take her along as well. And just to avoid confusion, let me christen them both - lets call the son ‘E’ and the boyfriend ‘B’.

Now the thing is, B has this conflict with E’s mother and they don’t really get along famously. And also for some reason, B doesn’t like me very much (to put it politely). So I know it’s going to end up being E and his mom and B trying to sneak K out of my earshot for some bitching and crap. That basically leaves me stranded alone and with nothing really to do (remember I don’t like shopping for myself!).

Also, both K and me need to get a little bit of summer shopping done and I know thats not going to happen either. K isn’t exactly comfortable shopping with someone around and I’m one of the few people (atleast as I believe) that she can shop with. And with E and B around, there’s also the factor of their hideous taste. I mean E is ok - sometimes he comes up with really good stuff, sometimes with decent stuff but the rest of the time with really weird (and not at all in a good way) stuff. And as for B - really someone needs to tell him that inspite of his taste being a complete mimicry of E, it sucks completely!

Anywho… there’s more to why I’m dreading the trip but I think I need to go for now.. so will update this soon

I’m flying SOLO!

Woooohoooooooo…… Yesterday I finally got my solo fight!

And since I don’t think I’ve mentioned this before, K and me are here in the states to get our Pilot Licenses. So yeah, whenever you’ve seen me mention school - it meant flight school

So yesterday after a long long loooong wait, I finally got to go solo - without my instructor that is. And trust me the feeling was awesome! Though I screwed up a little (fine a little more than a little) and I didn’t really have the perfect first solo, it was well within safety and piloting standards.

It was just soooo awesome!!!

And there’s this really cute tradition with the solos - atleast here in the states. After your first solo, the instructor grabs a pair of scissors and goes all out on your shirt/tshirt. Basically, they cut off the back of the tshirt to symbolize that your wings now need some room to grow! And then that cut off part of the tshirt is then decorated - which in my case is the very basics since my instructor apparently is worse than me in doing stuff like that. But i don’t care… I’m happy. And I’m also glad that I have him as my instructor.

Inspite of a couple of screwed up (aborted) landings, he was really supportive and encouraging right throughout! And instead of pointing out where I went wrong, he pointed out what I could have done better. I know its practically the same thing, but its just how you put it right! I mean I could tell you you suck at doing something that you do or I could tell you how you could improve - and it makes a lot of difference.

Anyhow, I’m just happy this is done and now I can concentrate on getting my private pilot license.

Where have you been mister!?

Well nowhere really. And as much as I’d like to use the excuse, I haven’t really been ’so busy that I couldn’t update!’. So what have I been upto in the past few days?

Lets see now… NOTHING! No seriously, there’s been nothing thats really kept me occupied or anything. I have been working on some crappy ad vids as part of my freelancer project (will explain) and been watching a lot of shows and stuff online with K. But apart from that not really much.

And yes sleepy I did take a LOT of time to update but atleast i’m here! And thanx for the tag. But I am going to hold on to that for a while seeing as you are the ONLY blogger I know. But thanks to this, I have a new resolve - to read up on more random people’s lives and rantings and befriend more bloggers! So, till I have atleast 5 ppl to tag on, I shall hold on to that. But just to keep things rolling a bit, here are 3 random facts about me nonetheless:

*I am CRAAAAAAAAAZZZZYYYY MAD about MANGOES! Trust me on this - I live almost SOLELY on mangoes when they’re in season And as much as I love almost all types of mangoes, the one’s that I am really talking about are the Alphonso Mangoes from India. Trust me, till you haven’t had those, you haven’t had mangoes.

*Back in junior school, I was the fat boy!

*I HATE booze

Ah well, now that that’s done… hmmm i think i shall end this post here. But I swear the next post will definitely be very soon!

Missing…

If there’s been one thing that I have loved year after year after year, it has been the rains. For some reason, as opposed to many ppl that I know, I actually feel pretty happy when it rains. It somehow makes the world look so much prettier. Much more than spring can ever do I believe.

One of my favorite things to do during the rains is to just sit on the window sill when its raining (or even by the window). Most of the times I love talking on the phone with that or just sit there and read. Occasionally, a cup of hot chocolate is all that I need to complete the picture. Though I think I’ve done the phone bit the most. Not just with K (who hates the rains and finds them really gloomy and depressing), but even with G and C and a few of my other friends over the years. There’s just something about the rains that gets my spirit soaring.

And for some reason, the rains here in Texas are just not the same. They don’t evoke the same feelings in me as back home. I don’t know what it is, but here its just rains! Don’t know whyI suddenly miss the rains, but I do. And I miss my window and my bed and getting wet in the rains and damn I miss Bombay!!

Changes

Why is this world so dynamic? Does it add some sort of excitement to our lives, break monotony even? Why do people and their nature have to be so dynamic too? Why do you have to change as time goes by?

You know there was a time (long long back) when no matter what the case, I would apologize to K almost as soon as we had a fight. It didnt matter who was at fault, it didnt matter who started the fight, nothing mattered! I would just feel REAAALLY bad about fighting with her and I would end up apologizing and trying to make things right no matter what it took. I know its not really the best thing to do, but I’d rather have that than have the me where I look after myself before her. Even if we’ve broken up. Doesn’t really mean I get to be selfish now does it?

For the past couple of days, it just seems like no matter what I do, no matter how hard I try not to, we end up fighting for atleast a few hours every day. And it doesn’t even have to be something serious or even worthy of having a fight over. We just end up fighting!

Like today for instance - it started with some stupid comment by her about some money that a friend of ours owes us and we just continued doing what we were. Then it quickly turned into a conversation of how finicky she’s become with money nowadays (and she started it even!!). Now the thing is, I understand that we are living in a country where the value of money is a lot more than our home country and that we are living with a lot more financial constraints than we would like. Having said that, I understand that it is alright to be a little more finicky about money. And just as a comment to her line, I agreed that she was and added that she aint really the best person to owe money to. And that she used to be much better with it.

Now yes its not something you’d like to hear and maybe I shouldnt have said it. And the thing is, I wouldnt have. But what prompted me was the topic was started by her! Also, in my case I think I am justified in saying that. The thing is, recently I was going through a little bit of a financial crunch. And seeing as how we live together and all, I naturally lent on her to bail me out of it till I had my money come in and so that I could pay her back then. And she did comply.

However the thing being, for some reason - for the first time in years of knowing her, I felt as if she really did mind lending me the money. That every time we went out or we thought of getting something for the new house, she would really think a lot more than she ever did in giving me the money for it - even though she knew I would pay her back asap. Maybe I just imagined all of that. Maybe the hostility was a spillover of the breakup and the rest of the stuff. Maybe I was being insensitive financially. And I hope it is one of those things. But atleast thats what I felt!

On a slightly different note, is it wrong/unusual that I feel bad when I know she is typing out all her anger and all the grudge that she holds again me on her blog where her friends and OUR friends read up on the stuff? I mean every time we have a fight, I know she puts up something on her blog and I’m too scared to check it. Even though its a public blog and she’s got the link on all her networking sites and its not like reading her diary or something, but I still dont like reading it. It started with me wanting to let her have her space online that I dont infringe upon and then once when she did sit me down to read through it, there were more reasons to not want to read it.

Some of the entries that she had were a little hurtful just because of what she thought/felt while for some I just felt bad that she put up some things which I thought were personal on a such a public place. Ah well…

Until next time…

Just Wondering

Have you ever had one of those days when you woke up thinking some random arbitrary thought that you have absolutely no idea how it got into your head? Well today was one of those days for me… ‘what would a live-in relationship be like?’. Well to that I’m sure you’re gonna throw up a ‘but you are/were in one dumb$*#@’

But that is my point precisely. I am talking about actually being in a relationship when you are living in together. Not going through the worst time of your life together and then breaking up just because somebody wanted some fun out of the relationship or whatever the reason. I mean how does it work? Do you wake up on most days smiling to yourself about how you are spending your days and your nights with the one person you love? Do you go about your day normally everyday and wish this would never end - be it the fights or the making up or just the love around you? WHAT is it like?

When I first realised that K and me were gonna be living together, there was no stopping my excitement from shooting through the roof. Hell we had only imagined in our love drowned conversations how awesomely insane it would be to be able to do that. To live together and that too in a country where our folks wouldnt be around to be nosy about it and we could spend our time what-the-fuck-ever we wished. About how there would be nothing better!

Then as the day grew nearer for the dream to come true, I grew more and more weary of the situation. I knew something was amiss, something was wrong and that it wouldn’t be like our dreams. But in my optimistic times, I would just brush it off as anxiety or something overplaying the tiny issues we had. Anyhow, the day did come when I arrived at K’s door expecting a pleasant welcome and nothing more (didnt want to get my hopes up too high). But nothing of that sort ever happened. No welcome hug, no smile, no ‘wow you’re here’, nothing. And thats how the dream started transpiring into the nightmare that unfolded itself recently. Ah well….

Now you see my point? Inspite of living together for like some 3 months before it all ended, we never were really together even during that phase!!

So, I promise myself that I will definitely live in with my next girlfriend or the one after that or whoever, whenever before I decide to take the plunge of marriage.

Random thoughts, one post

A post after an eon! Yes I know I have been MIA for a while now. Though most of the gap in time has been thanks to my shifting and the lack of internet at my new apartment. But now that I do have the net, here is an update of pretty much everything that I’ve wanted to blog about in this absence.

Anyhow, seeing as how so much has been happening and not all is really cohesive, this is going to be a post with all the thoughts put together.

Tired of bipolar tendencies - Though it is a defining trait of K, here I am not talkin bout her, but rather myself. Though the past few days have been much better, its still something that I’m sure I’m going to have to deal with. I dont get why I cant just feel one thing - sadness or anger or indifference or whatever else but just all at the same end of the spectrum. Why do I have to feel one thing one minute and its complete opposite the very next?

A lot of it was brought on by FH1’s continuous involvement in K’s life and me knowing that there was still something on between them even if they didnt meet anymore or whatever. I know I have absolutely no right over what she does anymore and shit like that, but it would still get me really worked up. Here we would be having a nice day or night or whatever and suddenly I hear her phone ring or she gets a message and she becomes a little dodgy and a little off. And there would end our good time. And not because she stopped being nice after the call/msg or something (atleast in most cases). But just because I suddenly could not see beyond anything but the betrayal! And I know its really stupid and everything but still. Now I know its a difficult situation for her too, but for some reason I wasnt able to come to terms with the whole thing.

Anyhow, I think in the past couple of weeks or so, I made peace with myself over the whole situation and I believe I (will) handle it better. Hopefully I’ll be able to look beyond the whole thing.

Don’t judge a book by its cover - Ok so before I tell you what this is about, i’ll tell you a little about me. As most of my friends would agree, I am a good listener no matter what sort of problem you have. But that does not necessarily translate into being a good adviser. Quite often the advice I’d give would be something that you are bound to hear from a lot of other people too or that would be something a little more idealistic than practical.

So anyways, K had been having a hard time trying to decide what to do with her life - more like what she expects from it. And a huge part of the problem was that she was stuck doing something that she didn’t really want to. And her parents really wanted her to go ahead with the whole thing and finish up the course. So she was basically stuck in a pickle! Anyhow, sometime about 2 weeks ago, she was at another one of her frustration peaks with the whole thing, fighting with her mom about it over the phone, crying to her best friend about it and the whole deal. And of course she turned to me as well to try and find some answers to the problem (or so I thought).

The thing is, at some point, I came up with an idea which atleast according to me sounded great and would have been the perfect solution to the problem thats been plaguing her for months now. And guess what her reaction to that is! Well she shoots down the whole thing before I’ve even completed explaining it to her. Now I know that all of my ideas are not the best and some arent even practical, but even if everything I say doesnt always make sense, I still dont care much for being discarded as soon as I start speaking.

Hell, even with the worst of ideas coming from L or FH2 (or even FH1 I guess), she would still bother listening intently to them and maybe even act on them no matter how stupid they be. And it seems like it wouldnt really matter what I have to say before she even thinks twice about disregarding it completely!

Oh and at the end of it, she realised that none of her great advisers had come up with anything as good, so she did a turnaround and accepted it as the best solution!

Car Troubles - Ok so a month or so back, K and me decided that we should invest in a car since we’d be moving to a place where the public transport system is not really existent. So we ended up buying a second (or maybe even sixth) hand one from this mechanic who I had met some time back. The guy seemed pretty genuine, the car wasnt really pretty but ran decently and was in good enough condition for our needs. The guy even promised us a 90 day warranty and said he’d come by any time it needed any sort of repairs or anything. And of course it was REALLY cheap! So we went in for it and decided it would be worth stretching our very limited finances a little to get one since we needed it anyways.

So roughly a week into it, the car starts acting a little funny with the transmission and starts giving me a little trouble and I decide to call the guy about it. So he comes by and fixes it and it seems to be doing decently after that but the thing is, inspite of his ‘warranty’ he charges me for the “parts and my driving up till here and the hours I spent on it”. So I try arguing with him about how his warranty then is totally pointless since he IS charging me for everything anyways. But in the end I decide it’s ok to pay him this once and keep him content with our whole deal rather than screw it up with him completely coz honestly, i know jack about cars!

So anyways, a few days after this whole episode, the transmission starts acting funny again so I call him up again and this time the fucking bastard tells me he’s done the work and asks for payment for his ‘gas’. I refuse to pay him and he leaves in a huff. Right on his tail, I decide to test ride the car and check if it works fine or not. And guess what? The car was worse off! So basically the guy screwed me over and now refuses to even answer my calls. And now I’m stuck having to pay for the transmission repair which costs a fucking LOT of money with a new mechanic! Hoping the repairs are the last that I need to do.

The magical 3 words : I ____ You – You know there are those moments that you will never forget. There are the moments that you know will help define your relationship with someone, the things/moments that will definitely come back to you every time you are with that person. And for most of us, there are the three magical words that often get included in this list of things we’ll never forget. You remember the first time you said them to someone, you remember the time when you first really meant it, the first time someone else said them to you and probably even when you think they first really meant it.

So it happened that the other night, me and K were having a nice time at home with our roommate (yeah for the few days that we were in my aptmt we had a friend of ours in the other room) just chatting and reminiscing old times, telling ghost stories and the works. And K felt like having some wine and there was a bottle of some pinot noir at home – which she managed to finish off…

Anyhow, so after we decided to call it a night, we were in our room, changing and preparing for bed when one thing led to another and I heard THE three words – I HATE YOU!!

Yes we were fighting, yes we’ve broken up and yes things weren’t really right between us if you only scratched beneath the surface. But still, just hearing those three words was like shooting a corpse just to see it getting kicked off the ground. And the thing is, I had heard those words from her earlier in many of our fights, but what really hurt and what I couldn’t digest very easily was the menace in the way she said it and the fact that this time I know she meant it!

So apparently I am no more than an ex to her now and she doesn’t even consider me a friend – let alone one of her closest. And of course the only reason she is nice to me is because she has to be – as we are living together and things would be really inconvenient any other way.

I know its only natural to hate your ex, to not want to be around him/her, to want as much space between the two of you as much possible. But still for some reason, it really hurt when she said what she did. Is it because I’m not over her? Because I still harbor feelings for her almost as strong as I did 2-3 months back? Is it wrong to want to be best-friends even after the whole relationship falls apart right in your face?

Ah well, I’ll get over the night someday…

Moving – Well I don’t think I’ve mentioned this before over here, but both K and me had decided on changing our school to one in a different city. So we even had to leave the aptmt that we were in and take up a new place.

The actual days of moving were SO tiring and physically painful and yet fun! I actually drove one of those trucks J. And that in itself was a lot of fun. To fill it up though was such a huge pain – both physical and mental. We just about managed to get everything into it before our backs hands gave way.

And of course we couldn’t have done it or even half of what we did without the help of E – the roommate from my older aptmt. He even volunteered to drive down all the way with us while sitting on the truck cabin floor (there were only two seats)!! Thanks a LOT E!

Now that we have moved in for the past 10 days or so, the aptmt is starting to look a lot more like home. Though there still is quite some bit of work that we need to do and a few things that we still need to buy to set it up the way we want it. Hoping this house does some good for us… and the new school!

Better Days – So we’ve been here in our new city and new apartment and new school for a little over a week now. All the time uptill now, during the whole period of our planning to move here and during the actual moving days, it was nothing but anxiety. I couldn’t imagine what things would be like when we moved here… or more like I didn’t want to imagine what they would be like!

But thankfully *touches wood* things have been great between K and me. We haven’t yet had any serious fights *touches wood again* but rather quite the opposite. And I swear I will kill myself if by saying all of this I am jinxing the days that we are spending in peace together. I love K and it doesn’t matter if she’s my girlfriend or not. I don’t need to be in a romantic relationship with her for me to have that right. I love her as a friend and as a person inspite of all her flaws, inspite of all our misgivings and misunderstandings and our bitterness that I know will take time to dilute itself out of our lives. I want to see her happy and if that means not being with me but with someone else, I’ll just have to come to terms with that.

Though I do hope that she understands that its not easy for me to see her in love with someone else… specially not yet and specially not with FH1! Its just too much to go through in our given circumstances. Maybe under different conditions, I would’ve been able to handle it better but ah well… she IS being very understanding so far. Or atleast that’s what I think it is.

Thank you K for putting up with my issues… no matter who is to blame for them! Love you.

Internet – our lifeline – You know how they say ‘you never value something till its gone’ (or something like that). Well it couldn’t be more true atleast in this case. Its like we take the internet for granted now. What did we do before the online world? How did we run our lives then? Banking, communication, information, entertainment and pretty much everything we do in our lives!!

Damn I’ve missed the net. Since K and me moved into this aptmt, we haven’t had the internet uptil today. There was no unsecured network that we could log on to and the ISP that we contacted didn’t have any time for us till yesterday to set up the net. And even that, we ended up having troubles with till I finally got my lazy arse (do I love the british accent or what J) to solving the problem myself.

Till yesterday, K and me would take the car to the center of our apartment complex and sit there in the car till our (fully charged) laptops ran out of juice accessing the net thanks to some unsecured network! Anyhow, I’m glad that is done with and I have the net again!

until next time….