I am off to catch a flight home for a month long work-ation. I had been out with ED till early hours this morning, and then I had to come home and pack. Now I am famished. But thats good considering I have a 27 hour flight ahead of me. Oh.. ED said something HUGE yesterday.. but thats for another post.
ED and I have been hitting it off pretty well these days. We see each other 2-3 times a week and exchange calls/emails every day. Yesterday we went out to dinner at a cozy little Mexican restraunt. The dinner went ok I guess and we got talking about our “secret” hang out spots. I thought I should show it to her instead of talking about it. So started an impromptu 3 hour drive across the state. After driving for well over 150 miles, and just a few miles from the “spot” there was a road closure sign waiting for us. To say the least it sucked. So we just pulled onto the side of the road, and waded across the woods to strech our legs. Have to admit, making out under the open sky, in pitch black, out in the woods on top of a mountain, ROCKS! Anyways, we got home by 4.30 AM.
Now, all that is well and good, but here is my problem: I just dont feel the spark. She is really cute, smart, and funny. We get along really well. We can relate to each other’s lives to some extent. Yet, I am not attracted to her. I dont know why. I have been forcing myself to like her, but I dont think its the right thing to do. Should I break up before anyone gets hurt? or should I wait and see if anything happens?
I am in the process of forming my vacation itinerary. I plan to spend the first 1.5 weeks at home in my foster city, in the midst of family doing family stuff.
Then I travel to my home city for 5 days. Just to make sure that I am not consumed by the thoughts of my ex when I am in my home town, I have accepted invitations to deliver a talk at my alma mater on my experiences in grad school, at a small startup (whose CEO had contacted me earlier) on my research, and another research talk at a different university. I also have 2 one-on-one meetings scheduled with potential employers/collaborators. I figure this schedule along with the usual visits to the extended family members should keep me busy for 5 days. I should be out of there even before I have a chance to think about my ex. The downside being it will be more of a work visit than a vacation.
From there I am on to my best friends home town. He got married pretty recently, so it would be fun to meet his wife and her family for the first time. I should be back in foster city in time to relax a bit and get ready to leave. Sounds like a plan to me.
The results of the tests from last week came today. My doctor says that there is nothing to worry right now, but I might need a pace maker in 15-20 yrs. I know its a long time, and anything can happen in the mean time, and I shouldnt worry about it; yet I am afraid I might just die one day without notice. I am scared.
I was working from home on Friday and my roommate came home around lunch time. He had been contemplating buying a car for a while, and we started talking about it in detail. We deceided that now is as good a time as ever to go buy one. So, I rented a car, and drove him to a carfest about 50 miles from where I live. He bought the first car he saw. I know, not the sanest of the decisions, but it was a pretty good one. So I drove the rental back, while he followed me in his car. All that was well and good.
Today, I was going to shop around a bit for my trip. He offered to drive me around. Everything was ok till he got on the freeway. All of a sudden he forgot the basics of driving. He was driving on two lanes…. no he wasnt jumping between them.. he was actually driving ON BOTH.. RIGHT ON THE CENTER LINE!!!! If that wasnt bad enough, he wanted to drive at 30 mph… not 60.. 30. Having seen enough in the first minute and half, and convinced that I was going to die, I asked him to pull out on the next possible exit. So he comes to screeching halt in the MIDDLE of the freeway, so that he can change lanes!!! We were on the freeway for just over 4 mins, and we had 7 near misses, and god knows how many honks and flying fingers. So he gets off the freeway, and starts driving on the sidewalk as soon as he gets off the ramp. I have no clue what happened to him, or why he was driving the way he did. He claims he got tensed, and me yelling at him wasnt helping. WTF? Anyways, at the first possible moment, I jumped off the car and refused to get in unless he handed the keys over.
Have to admit, I am so happy that my gaurdian angels werent goofing off this weekend.
I havent had energy to get up and go to work for the past few days. I have stayed in bed till noon, and spent the rest of the day reading bash.org or in front of the idiot box. So this evening, I went out and bought 3 huge boxes of mouth-wateringly good truffles. I left one box each in my office, lab, and at my desk at my internship. Now, I have a reason to go to work.
Long long ago, when dinosaurs used to roam the earth, Wanna Be PhD and Jen had tagged me to write this meme. So ladies and gentlemen here are the top five things I miss about my childhood:
1.) Ability to Dream
As a child, I was able to dream. Dreams that werent rooted in reality. Dreams that were obstructed by viability. Dreams that werent gauged against probability. Dreams then were just that, dreams.
2.) Innocence
Though this one has been to done to death, it is still on top of my list. Remember the times when we could take things on their face value without having to worry about what it REALLY means? Remember when you could take compliment from someone without having to wonder if it was going to be followed by a “but” or if the person was actually looking to put in a request soon?
3.) Ease of please
As a kid all it took to make me reach the zenith of extacy was a candy bar and an icecream. Honestly, give me a candy bar, and I was the happiest kid on the block for the whole day. Today, I dont think even a personal jet would suffice.
4.) Sleeping under the moon
As a child, I used to spend my vacation in my maternal grandparents place. The whole family used to sleep under the open sky in the middle of the front lawn. Someone or the other always had a story to tell. Now, the whole place is a concrete mess.
5.) My Stickers
During my formative years, I used to frantically collect stickers. There were 3742 of them. They got lost when my parents moved to a different city about 6 years ago. I have landed myself in hot water quite a few times trying to create a “wall paper” of stickers.
last but not least, I miss not being told that I suck coz I didnt write a meme :-p
Lets see.. I tag Hulai, Vixen, CompassioNAT, and Anastasia.
Do women date for the sake of dating? I mean with no hopes or expectations of a relationship?
Things at work have been progressing pretty well. Here are the highlights from the last week.
I havent really blogged much off late, I appologize. Initially I was trying to muscle my vacation request through J and his boss. Once that was approved, I am now busy planning the trip. I am so excited about it. My family doesnt know that I am coming home. I thought it would be better if I just turn up at the door after 3.5 years. I can almost see the extacy on my mom’s face. I am sure it will be atleast 2-3 hours before she would be able to even get a coherent sentence out of her mouth.
Today I did a bit of shopping. Basically I was just getting gifts for my family. I bought a whole lot of cosmetics and jewelry for my sis and mom. I am not sure what to get my dad. I mean, he has everything he needs. Next weekend I am going to be shopping for my friends and extended family.
While I am really excited at the prospect of meeting everyone after such a long time, I dread setting foot in my old home town. I am afraid that the memories of the time I spent with my ex are going to come flooding back, and make an absolute mess out of me. I plan to actively avoid any and all regions of the city that we used to frequent, but then that basically covers the entire freakin city. I need to speak to WR about this. Maybe she has some suggestions.
