So of all the things I could find out about last Thursday (considering the events of March 4th) I got a call late at night from my cousin who was in a car accident earlier that day. Katie and I used our combined superior judgement to say “you really should go to the ER… we’ll drive you.”

So Brooke, my downstair’s neighbor, has a new bike that costs more than Katie’s Tercel and my Prizm combined. Yipes.

So keeping in tradition of not posting for quite some time, here is yet another post. The good news is most of this is good news. I've gone through unemployment, attended a wedding, gone fishing for my first time ever, went on a boat ride and got the exact job I wanted. Most of this happened in the cozy months of June and July. Read on.

Following Sachin's lead, I'll ask my minute audience for their decision. I'm trying to decide what I should get, a cheap large internal or external hard drive. I'll share details below:

layout: post title: Stress — I need to start posting more often, huh? Well after reprioritizing some things I think I’ll try to post a little more often than once every six months. It was a lot easier to do this in school when I knew people would read this and I could say hi to them.

I just finished reading Karma of Brown Folk by Vijay Prashad. Its a look at the racism perpetuated through the idea of the "model minority" as well as an insight into Desi culture in America and how it plays into the game of white supremacy.

So now I am effectively broke. Spindrop has money, thankfully, but I don't. For some reason, however, I am okay with this situation. Well... not okay with being broke, but I think the challenge of getting out will be excellent. Thank God, I've got somebody who's looking out for me, and has confidence in me... I must succeed!

So Aaron and I sort of have these self-imposed moratoriums on our activism. We worked hours every day, and just looked forward to this... vacation of sorts. I might crack soon. In the meantime, I'm trying to better myself intellectually. Katie B keeps me posted about what's going on and I am really compelled to do something. I better just work on writing stuff for now. I really want to get better.

It was bound to happen. The culmination of slippery roads, unchecked old worn out wheels and my sporatic clumsiness means I fell whilst rollerblading. No biggie... but it just shows that I haven't been blading enough if a little fall is news :) Man, I miss urbana. Perhaps I'll move to a neighborhood conducive to rollerblading... insha'allah ;)