varun

i started a blogger as sort of a trip retrospective. i'll put links to pictures and update as frequently as i can. internet situation looks good for the next few days. i don't know after that. keep you posted.

I leave for India really soon. I'm out of Pittsburgh in a few days. I think I'm going home on Saturday. I leave the country on May 6th and I'll be back May 29th. I'll be back in Pittsburgh on June 1st or so. So yeah, Thursday and Friday night...let's get fucked up and make bad decisions.

i woke up this morning dreaming about how my atomic clock was connected to some government conspiracy that the snooze button was created to even out the economy. people sometimes get lazy and hit the snooze and consequently are late to whatever they have to do so that they don't make or spend too much money. somehow i feel like i didn't think this one through in dreamland.

haha i have mono
i'm not really sure how i got it, but whatever. its here, inside me.
um, so if we've made out recently and yr not feeling too good, then get checked out or something.
but, if we haven't made out and you've had mono before, start a list so i know who i can make out with next weekend.
welp,
have good spring breaks n'at

I had the worst drive to the Lehigh Valley today. It was my fault. I left late at around 2ish. I reached, finally, at almost 4pm. Its 60 miles, max, depending on where I'm going. But as always with Friday/Weekend/Holiday/Rainy Day/MidAfternoon traffic it was one of the longest 60 miles of my life (in a car). So I get into my old town, Whitehall, by some back road manipulation to skip over the dead-stop traffic on the highway. I drive past my mom's old house (apartment). Someone lives there now. The lights were on. I don't miss it that much. I didn't slow down as I drove by.
The Borders, which is where I was headed, is only a mile up the road. In high school I would always take the way past my friend Josh's house. I didn't have any place to drive at length then, so it didn't really matter. I didn't take that way today. I get to Borders. My friend Dave is the barista. I didn't recognize him, really. I feel like he got taller. I only recognized him once he called my name for my drink and pronounced it correctly. He didn't say much, just asked if I wanted whipped cream on top. I said no. He makes a good Mocha. I met up with an old friend, pissed, and left to meet up with Sheila. Waiting outside the Whitsett household, I could see the bustle of four daughters home inside for the holidays. Sheila was running up and down looking for shoes, Healey was ready to go out, but no where to go, the volleyball star was doing something star-like, and the young one (still in high school) was on the computer, I think. The dog was roaming, the parents in the kitchen, and then Sheila was out the door. She and I drove to Ross's since he never picks up his phone, or rather, since his phone is never operational. I took another back road, but this time it was much darker and I almost couldn't remember which way to turn. As I experienced this loss of polaris for a breif moment, I said outloud to Sheila, "I really don't miss this place as much as I used to. Every time I come here, I miss it less and less." She asked if I ever missed it. Of course I did. I still do.
Ross was home, of course, on his computer, doing nothing. I don't have to guess as to what he was doing, or hypothesize. I always know what Ross is doing, when he is doing it, because he is always on the computer for one reason or another. Anyway, off to Eric's. We got him at his mom's house. She had just broken her ankle decorating the outside of their house. Then to Eric's dad's and I felt like it was two years ago and we were going to practice as if we had a show later. That wasn't the case. Eric is drumming in a new band now, June State Residential. He's a capable drummer, but I know he's just having fun. It was somewhat of an odd experience being in Eric's dad's basement and not playing music, but instead watching another band play and the bass player use my equipment. I consider that place to be my second home, of sorts. I know I've slept there many times, and I've definitely rushed there from school to write. I've been in that basement since I was 13 and its where I learned how to write and be in a band. Well, that soon ended, I took my equipment, and left with Ross and Sheila to go to Tom and Greg's going away party. This was my first time in the LV since this summer.
Soon after we get to Tom and Greg's people start to pile in. Cases of beer stock the fridge, and chinese food and a vegetable tray fill the kitchen. I had my fair share of General Tso's Tofu and, yup, Miller Lite. It kind of is better in the bottle. I hadn't seen so many of these people in at least two years. Guppy, Garrett, Marcy, Greg's little brother (who has muscles?) Mel, Josh, etc. There were definitely about ten people there who I didn't know at all. I was introduced to a few, and the others I just stepped between. Predator is on in the living room, poker is being played in the kitchen, Ryan is somehow drunker than anyone and running from end to end and Arthur is walking in. I realize that I don't feel the need to leave.
Well, Sheila and I have a good talk about how to cope with being a freshman at college and finding the line between getting ass and meeting someone. Ryan gets naked and begins to sport a thong made of gift wrapping paper. I really didn't think he was that drunk. Predator is back on. I guess someone turned it off. But I had to go now. I take a picture of Ryan in his wrapping paper thong, and say my goodbyes. I'll see some of these people next week when I go back up. I'll see some next time I'm home. I'll see the rest within the next two years; maybe at a wedding or another going away party or a welcome back party. The goodbyes seemed long as I walked out the door, but I know as I was saying "bye" I felt a brevity that I didn't expect. As if everyone in the room expected to see me tomorrow, or that this hadn't been the first time in at least six months we had seen eachother. The drive home was tough. The rain wasn't forgiving and fog is just annoying. I know my windows fog up easily, and even worse, wash after wash, the streaks never seem to leave my windsheild. It was hard to see the road lines, but it was the perfect weather to think. I had to keep my mind active somehow to ensure that I stayed awake. But in the end I thought more than just about the road and the cars ahead of me and the deer in the trees. I know that whichever side of this state I am on, I will be in good company. I haven't had a night like tonight in the LV for so long. Its simpler nights like this that haven't happened in Pittsburgh in a while, so its easy to take for granted. But I know I am content where ever I go. I know good people, and I'm fucking glad I do.

last night burkat and i had the best bellagio experience.
slightly paraphrased:
dude:"i tell you what, i sell you what i have in kitchen for half price. this pizza is spinach and chicken"
other man:"no chicken!"
dude:"right, no chicken, but it has spinach, pepper, tomato, and onion and i sell..."
other man:"no onion!"
dude:"right, no onion. this must have been a special order, but i tell you what, i sell you for half off, so like say five dollars. sounds good?"
burkat:"i'll give you three."
dude:"yes yes, this good deal. have a good night."

i didnt study anything today. i'm a fucking bum.

my family seriously loves my 'stache

i was so majorly bummed yesterday
and so totally pissed on friday
but i'm glad i live in the loft with these dudes
it made me glad to just be a guy and to have these friends
pittsburgh, the city, has been making me feel very fortunate lately.
i'm starting to realize the magic and circumstance of living in this steel city.
(it reminds me of bethlehem in that sense. i still have my art up in bethlehem and it was just so weird to see it this summer right next to art from pittsburgh.)

man
did i get drunk?

snakes on a plane is everything i hoped it to be

the first season of weeds is also incredible

so here's some real shit:
i got my wisdom teeth out today. as i was coming out of anesthesia at the dentists, i heard the nurse tell my mom that i'd need to come back next wednesday to get my stitches out. my mom said she didn't know that and that we weren't planning on it. however, i'm not thinking, i jump up and yell "what!?" and pass out again. i woke up at home on the couch. my shirt and jeans have blood on them. it must have risen into a heated argument.
so, i'll be back in pittsburgh next wednesday at some point.

okay
in my room
loft C rules
i'm drunk
gin bowl pt. 2
everyone's downstairs but krankerz and i
maybe i get lay tonight?
she's willing

two days in the lehigh valley, my old home, and i barely saw anyone. i think ross avoided me maybe. i didn't even have a place to sleep until after midnight sometime. i miss that place so much, and especially more since everyone's so much closer now since i moved. i'm jealous. i still have all those friends there; tons. but its really not the same. it was so hard to find something to do after the scavenger hunt (the hunt covered the entire lehigh valley. it ruled.). i kind of feel like maybe i shouldn't come back for a while, but then i feel like i'm going to become even more distant. well, who the fuck knows.

Lately I've been way into TV on DVD.
Newsradio had the best first two season of any sitcom (probably minus Arrested Development). There's even an episode with Anthrax!
Seinfeld Season 6 is fucking sweet.
And now I'm working on the first season of Weeds. I guess we had Showtime and HBO for free when we moved in this house, but I was at school, so I didn't get to enjoy it. My mom never watched it anyway. But, Marie Louise Parker is sooo cute. I think I have a crush on her.
I want to get Arrested Development seasons and Kids in the Hall. Especially Kids in the Hall, because I pretty much grew up watching it late night on Comedy Central.
Yeah. Marie Louise Parker.

july 30-aug 6:
home
aug 1-2:
lehigh valley for numerous things
maybe a trip to musikfest if anyone is going.
anyone who's interested should come to holland or philly and hang out down here.

aug 7-14:
move in to new apartment in pittsburgh
aug 12:
move in/bon voyage to friends going abroad party (a.k.a. white trash party)
aug 14-~20:
home
aug 16:
wisdom teeth out
~aug 20:
back to pgh

last night i had a dream about juggaloes.

i was driving home today from picking up food for dinner and i took the longway through tyler state park. it was pretty sweet. there were six deer grazing, i guess thats what they were doing. but it was awesome, there were two baby deer. and i got home, and the rabbit thats been living in our front yard was there. he or she saw me and sped off. fuckin' sweet. this place can be pretty great sometimes, but everyone's always so caught up with their lives and fancy cars that it just sucks most of the charm out of here.

Jesse came over last night and after calling Ashley Boone to no avail, we rented three movies:
Match Point
Winter Passing
Thumbsucker
Match Point is pretty good. We watched that and then Jesse had to go. I'm currently burning the other two. I think I'll watch Winter Passing tonight.

I just talked to JR. They're in Utah and driving to Las Vegas for tonight and tomorrow night then going to Laguna. I wish I could have gone with them on their roadtrip (linda tripp?). But, if I would have gone, I wouldn't have been able to buy the Univox bass head and Ampeg cab I bought today. I think i'm gonna trade in my old head for this crazy 30 watt Sano combo. Its just like a Silvertone and its fucking $200! Yeah, I think I'll do it.

day three. the lady next to me hasn't said much today. its been pleasant. the tv in the lunch room is always playing reruns of Family Feud during lunch, but its the new shows with Richard Karn hosting. My mom started watching the reruns at night, from 9 to 10. Its the only thing she really watches on TV, and now i can't get away from that man's bad goatee. Maybe the lady next to me read my post from yesterday and thats why she isn't talking much. well good. I wish the other temps who are my age weren't so cliquey. Then maybe I'd takl to some of these stuck up hoes.

day two of the lady sitting next to me. its break time now. but honestly, who hires people with no computer knowledge or skills for a job that requires eight hours a day at the computer?

today she asked me how to get the date from the clock at the bottom right of the task panel. i told her to just hover the mouse of it. she didn't listen to me and kept clicking every button on the mouse. i told her again to just hover, but to click outside of the task panel since she had already clicked on it and then hover again. she said to me "I don't belive you." I just took the mouse and did it for her. Then she fucking believed me.