Ramblings of the Wingnut

So its taken some time for me to update my blog. Why/ I had some stuff to do – lots of stuff to do. Basically, move back from sunny Palo Alto to moggy, humid, hot Boston. Don’t get me wrong; there is nothing wrong with Boston, quite the contrary, Boston is an amazing place to be,. Let me put it this way, if you were to date Sandra Bullock; you’d be pretty damn happy – unless you dated Jessica Alba first.

So let me see if I can try to quickly recap my last couple of weeks. I’ll type quickly so you have something to read when you start reading (go figure). In any event, I flew back on a Friday night a few weeks back – nothing spectacular on the flight thankfully (rather unusual yes, I know) all ready for the 8 hour course I had to do the next day. Yes, I know – shut it. Anyway, as you may have know I decided to shave my head. Now, having a fauxhawk (that’s actually the name of the hairstyle I had, I actually thought it was the “I don’t give a crap about what I look like” haircut) and cutting it down realy short is not the best idea when your room mates need to fetch you at the airport since the never noticed me – actually, hey! They did notice me, but decided not to see me! Sonofa…

So I got back at about 10:30/11 pm and spent another couple of hours speaking to my room mates. Finally at about 2, I decided to go to sleep. Now for those that don’t know (and I mean you in SA, in particular), SF Is 3 hours behind Boston; hence Jetlag. Eventually after tossing and turning for an hour and a half and an incessant feeling of being irritated/itchy. I decided to turn the lights on. Now usually, that’s not a big deal, I mean that’s the plan right – get comfortable before you go to sleep. Then imagine my surprise when I turned on the lights. Bugs. Red bug. Red blood sucking, bugs. And lots of them, with friends.  Apparently the itching was these little Bed Bug Bastards (BBB) gnawing my shins off. Fun. Strike 1.

Strike 2 was having to sleep downstairs on the couch (where I have been for the last 2 weeks) while waiting for the beg killers to kill the BBB. Especially with the temperature being like 85/90 degrees (like 28 centigrade) in the evening and not being able to open the friggin windows completely – apparently the housing complex is concerned someone may throw themselves out the front window and scrape their knee while they roll onto the pavement (I actually removed this constraint today – let the rolling begin!)

Before I left SF, I got a tablet PC. What an awesome investment. And cheap! It’s an HP (no worries buddy!), but an older model (2005), but still good enough. My rationale was simple (like I am – simple) and it was really a tool where I could take down notes for class and increase my productivity. I know you’re saying  “just get a notepad!”, but that’s not kool… and I can’t read Ebooks on it, which I seem to have a bunch of.  Sound pretty good? It is, except I managed to crash the drive. Yes, apparently you’re not supposed to touch a PC that is going into hibernation mode or it spazes out on you and dies.  The worst part is that I am still doing an internship and lost some work on it. Sigh. No I look more incompetent than I really am – not to say that I wasn’ to start with. Strike 3. And out (just like the Redsox- the Baseball team in Boston, except I may win)