I haven't been writing alot, mostly because I don't want to bore you with my complaining.

But right now I'm so bored: I've decided to spread it around like butta-

Complaints you will scoff at:

1. Ever since I got here the weather has been perfect.

The sky is blue and clear the temperature has been between lower 70s and upper 80s everyday for 9 months.

It hasn't rained since October, and even then it was only slightly drizzly for part of the day- That was monsoon?! Even though it hasn’t rained, everything is still suspiciously green.

I’m complaining because I want change! I want it to be different! I want a freaking thunder storm! How about some kind of crazy differentiation between the seasons?!

2. It’s hot.

I know I just said it hasn’t been above the upper 80s, but that’s hot when a) there’s no A/C b) there’s no electricity and c) there’s no water. It’s like living in a freaking third world country! (ha-ha)

I was talking to this guy who came back from Bombay. He was commenting how hot it is here in Bangalore. I asked him if it wasn’t hotter in Bombay. He said yes, it is hotter in Bombay, but they have electricity there. Bombay is a civilized city, unlike Bangalore.

The electricity has gone out everyday for the past month- sometimes all day sometimes for a few hours at a time, sometimes for only a hour at a time, but several times a day. Sometimes when the electricity goes out, the water stops too. So I can’t sit under the fan to cool off, I can't take a shower to cool off. I just sit in the still darkness and think about ice.

3. My job is ridiculously easy.

I generally just surf the web all day. It’s so boring that I’ve collected hundreds of patterns, looked at thousands of job listings, and researched several obscurities including Japanese aboriginal lip tattooing among women.

I can come in late and leave early and nobody would know or care. I have a four day work week and I can barely drag myself into work on those difficult Tuesday evenings.

I can wake up whenever I want to and sometimes I get up at the crack of afternoon so that I can come to work whenever I feel like it.

They do everything for me. They bring me to work take me home and feed me while I’m here. There are free soft drink and tea/coffee machines, game rooms and a nap room. All of this and still the thing that stands out most about my job is that it's so boring I feel myself slowly shriveling up and dying on a daily basis.

I’ve decided to go home now. I can't take it any more.

Complain to you later.