• Goin to check out the AOL offices in Bangalore today. Can’t wait to see the tech campuses! #
• Packing… again. Heading to Kathmandu in the morning. Taxi coming at 4 am. 4am. ugh. #

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• Bangalore on Friday, Kathmandu on th 25… From there we will see where the wind blows me. #
• ammendment to previous tweet: KTM on the 20th. #

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Please someone throw this lady a bone. I could really use something to sink my teeth into.

First of all, I greet you from the sexist armpit of India, where the monsoon rains leave your backpack moldy and your mind cloudy.

So, I thought that things were settled up with DF and that I was on my way. HA. The first sign should have been the shingles and then the second should have been when I fell down the stairs of our construction zone apartment.

But no. I sever ties. I don’t sign on the dotted line. I thought that we would walk away. But amongst the gazillion things that I wouldn’t talk about around here, there is always that little bit extra.

I had to go to the commissioner of the Police of Hubli Dharwad to fill out papers, that according to the India immigration website are only necessary if you lose your passport, but anyway, saying that I was leaving Hubli and the good ‘ol DF.

We explained that I would be doing a bit of traveling for at least 2-4 weeks. I had to write a letter to the commissioner with all of my please and thank yous. Then walk that same paper, after it was signed, over to the local office of the cops. Another signature, another cup of tea and talk of my family in the meantime.

So then today I go to pick up this final paper. Oh yeah. I am supposed to be out of India by Aug. 13. So much for listening to my plans and I and paying nothing off. So needless to say after Bangalore, I am heading straight to Kathmandu, not passing go, and certainly not picking up my $200.

I could continue this story with the drama of the travel agent and how the first available ticket is on Sept 9 and that I still have to take the gazillion flights to get home.

I could also talk about how impossible it is to buy a ticket inside of India on the internet with an international credit card, (hence why I write this at 4 am.)

But for now I will just head to Bangalore on Friday and then on to Kathmandu on the 20th. With a couple of tickets out of the masala remix version of Hotel California that is Hubli.

I should have took it as a sign when my box of matches had a smiley face on it and it read:

Success is the ability to go from failure to failure without loosing your enthusiasm.

I guess I got that covered.

This morning I am procrastinating packing. Partially because I don’t know what I should pack up to take with me to where I don’t know where I am going. If that makes any sense…

So, to keep some resemblance to normalcy in the world, I woke up, went and got milk, made some coffee, ate some bananas with peanut butter, and settled into my bed to read blogs on google reader, drink my coffee, and smoke cigarettes. I know, I know, smoking kills. But so does losing all touch with your usual reality when you are trying to make decisions and formulate life plans.

So, for old times sake, here are a couple of articles and posts that grabbed my attention this morning;

The AP is reporting that some websites are still blocked during the Olympics. Not a shocker that the searches for Tienanmen Square protests, Tibet, Taiwan and the Dalai Lama, all result in gazillions of links to pages that are blocked and display a warning.

But this is the part that really just makes me gag a little:

“Yes, we promised to provide free access to the Internet - except for a few that would jeopardize our national security and would not be good for the healthy growth of our young people,” said Wang Wei, executive vice president of BOCOG, the Olympic organizing committee.

“As in any other country, there are some kinds of limitations,” Wang added. “However, I think we are going to provide sufficient access for the media to cover the games.”