Today was my first day off in shillong. So I had 2 goals. 1. to find a sim card for my phone without having to give out detailed information and copies of my passport (as legally required) and 2. to find a cyber cafe'. I headed down the hill where I'm staying and stopped by 2 or 3 vodophone places and all of them required lots of paper work. Then I ended up finding the king of all cyber cafes. It had new computers, windows xp, ear phones web cams, fast surfing and tabed browsing and it had yahoo messenger.

So the first thing did was respond to most of my emaiils, then I watched the grape lady video, then sufjans "lakes of canada" video. I my first hour I got SOOO much done.... then april got on.

I had a hard time talking to 4 people on AIM at the same time, but I wa so happy to be talking to april for the first time in 2 weeks. Then I realized I had a web cam and she did too, so we ended up talking 2 or 3 hours on Yahoo messenger. It was overwhelming seeing her face.. live. and we were trying to write eachother but not much was said. We just stared at eachother for most of the time. It was so hard to type when here face was right there. She was 10 times as beautiful as I imagined, and it made me really miss home. Just to know that this freaking beautiful Goddess was waiting for me at home, I could have burrowed strait down thru the center of the earth to be with her.

our goodbye was abrupt and unwelcomed the store keeper said "I'm sorry but I have an emergency board meeting to attend. I need you ti sign out now." being cut off so suddenly put me into a terrible mood.

2 days before i got april sick (as in missing april) I got the news that Jordans Grandpa larry had died and the funeral would be on monday. Had I been in delhi when I heard the news I would have paid for the next flight back to the US to be home intime. But it would take me 3 days to get back to delhi from shillong then another 2 days to get back to fresno, which would have been too late. But I really wanted to go. Not just to support his family, but because I felt like his family. I never knew my grandpa on my dads side and I only see my other grandpa a few times a year, so larry was as close a grandpa as I'd ever had. I've known him my whole life I've spent countless hours at his hous watching TV land and eating his carmel candies he always had on his table. Listening to his slightly less than politically correct stories. He was the funniest guy with the oddest sense of humor. I feel bad that I didn't say much to him the last time I saw him.

I wish I could be there for jordan and the terrys and I feel like shit for not. I wish I could have been there to pay respect to a great man who laid his life down for his wife, and excepted jordan as his blood.

sorry Larry.