the end -- or the beginning
Well I don't really feel in the mood to write this so it won't be in depth or exciting, but it should explain where I've been.
First off - I'm in LA - I've been in LA since April 26th. Midnight the 24th I came back to my computer after having some brownies, Scrubs, and a bit of fun for once, to my mom IMing me "jono: come online as soon as you can emergency!"
*christ* (>_<)
My dad went to the hospital at 4am (why it took half a day before anyone told me is an untold story so far), unconscious, with a 106.4 temperature. Didn't the gods already have their way with me the last few weeks? So I am more angry than worried, which is a bit unfortunate character-wise but was my reaction considering that was all I needed to complete my week while I waste-away waiting for finals.
I decided that that was it -- the tip of the iceberg -- no more could I stay abroad. I spent the morning and all day sending emails, making calls, arranging meetings -- to tie things up academically. I'm not taking finals - but I think I will still swing all my credits because I was smart to do what no Brit dared: to speak up in class and make sure the profs all knew me by name and face so they could always give me the benefit of the doubt.
I called up Virgin and got on the next flight leaving Edinburgh. And left. I set up my room for Tracy, leaving her food and other alcoholic amenities. Her dad is going to travel with her in Scotland, since I won't be there - it was a great idea, so I'm glad that worked out, though I still feel horrible for it :-/
Amazingly the flight back was ... amazing. Totally different than the flight out. Virgin fed us every hour -- good food no less (though clearly British -- meat pies, etc.) -- and I had plenty of alcohol. Oh! In Heathrow I found a bottle of the La Fee Parisian Absinthe that I was looking for, $50, and smuggled it through US customs. w00t.
Anyway, I went right to my dad. There were tears, etc. No one knew I was flying into LA except my mom and my best friend from HS, Michael, who IMed me for the first time in months a few minutes after I got my flight changed.
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I found my desktop computer and big monitor and was so happy and relieved. Except the gods still had it in for me. My ONLY remaining copy of ten years of my life which had previously come from my Dell laptop that was stolen at Brown last summer, and was redundantly backed up on the HD which I lost in Edinburgh!
Spent days recovering data by hand... this simply is not supposed to happen. But I don't want nor need to go into detail -- I'm about recovered now, and have a sexy (very 2001 HAL) 320GB new external for $189 -- AMAZING. So I guess onto Material matters: I switched on my cell phone and moved it to my billing account. Bought the new Eels CD and it's fantastic. Got the Dresden Dolls disc finally. Put a purple LED fan in my computer -- pretty, and quieter. Bought Ren and Stimpy Season 1/2 on DVD, along with the Complete Blackadder and Complete Fawlty Towers. And installed a cable in my car so I can use my iPod and control it with my steering wheel CD controls. Got the game Psychonauts for XBOX. My mom got a Moxi box (like Tivo) -- I have Star Trek and M*A*S*H and MacGuyver on record.
Materialistically my life is coming together. And that's taking my mind off things. Now all I have to do is EVERYTHING. Including smog checcking, dentists, renewing driver's license, a slew of things for my Jeep, banks, subleasing... oh god will I ever get to enjoy my new goodies?
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[update: my grandmother just passed her old-person driving test -- the one they make you take when you reach a certain age regardless of ability. hopefully I will pass mine again -- I was *certain* that speed limit in business zones was thirty-five, only four years ago... grr.]
And that's it, I don't think I'll be posting anymore to this blog. Perhaps a new one if there is demand, though supply is exhausting. Cheers for keeping with it the entire time!
First off - I'm in LA - I've been in LA since April 26th. Midnight the 24th I came back to my computer after having some brownies, Scrubs, and a bit of fun for once, to my mom IMing me "jono: come online as soon as you can emergency!"
*christ* (>_<)
My dad went to the hospital at 4am (why it took half a day before anyone told me is an untold story so far), unconscious, with a 106.4 temperature. Didn't the gods already have their way with me the last few weeks? So I am more angry than worried, which is a bit unfortunate character-wise but was my reaction considering that was all I needed to complete my week while I waste-away waiting for finals.
I decided that that was it -- the tip of the iceberg -- no more could I stay abroad. I spent the morning and all day sending emails, making calls, arranging meetings -- to tie things up academically. I'm not taking finals - but I think I will still swing all my credits because I was smart to do what no Brit dared: to speak up in class and make sure the profs all knew me by name and face so they could always give me the benefit of the doubt.
I called up Virgin and got on the next flight leaving Edinburgh. And left. I set up my room for Tracy, leaving her food and other alcoholic amenities. Her dad is going to travel with her in Scotland, since I won't be there - it was a great idea, so I'm glad that worked out, though I still feel horrible for it :-/
Amazingly the flight back was ... amazing. Totally different than the flight out. Virgin fed us every hour -- good food no less (though clearly British -- meat pies, etc.) -- and I had plenty of alcohol. Oh! In Heathrow I found a bottle of the La Fee Parisian Absinthe that I was looking for, $50, and smuggled it through US customs. w00t.
Anyway, I went right to my dad. There were tears, etc. No one knew I was flying into LA except my mom and my best friend from HS, Michael, who IMed me for the first time in months a few minutes after I got my flight changed.
---
I found my desktop computer and big monitor and was so happy and relieved. Except the gods still had it in for me. My ONLY remaining copy of ten years of my life which had previously come from my Dell laptop that was stolen at Brown last summer, and was redundantly backed up on the HD which I lost in Edinburgh!
Spent days recovering data by hand... this simply is not supposed to happen. But I don't want nor need to go into detail -- I'm about recovered now, and have a sexy (very 2001 HAL) 320GB new external for $189 -- AMAZING. So I guess onto Material matters: I switched on my cell phone and moved it to my billing account. Bought the new Eels CD and it's fantastic. Got the Dresden Dolls disc finally. Put a purple LED fan in my computer -- pretty, and quieter. Bought Ren and Stimpy Season 1/2 on DVD, along with the Complete Blackadder and Complete Fawlty Towers. And installed a cable in my car so I can use my iPod and control it with my steering wheel CD controls. Got the game Psychonauts for XBOX. My mom got a Moxi box (like Tivo) -- I have Star Trek and M*A*S*H and MacGuyver on record.
Materialistically my life is coming together. And that's taking my mind off things. Now all I have to do is EVERYTHING. Including smog checcking, dentists, renewing driver's license, a slew of things for my Jeep, banks, subleasing... oh god will I ever get to enjoy my new goodies?
---
[update: my grandmother just passed her old-person driving test -- the one they make you take when you reach a certain age regardless of ability. hopefully I will pass mine again -- I was *certain* that speed limit in business zones was thirty-five, only four years ago... grr.]
And that's it, I don't think I'll be posting anymore to this blog. Perhaps a new one if there is demand, though supply is exhausting. Cheers for keeping with it the entire time!
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I must say, I miss this blog. You should start writing again!
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