Right so that was a hectic weekend and start to the week. The short story is I drove up with R on Friday to some godforsaken house my mates in SF were at out in the countryside. I found R’s trust in my driving skills endearing, she calmly proof read a paper while I proceeded to shave an hour off the 5 and half hour driving time from LA to our destination. It was a wonderful contrast to the family, who usually claw at the dashboard and try and climb up the doorsills in fright when I drive. I don’t think my mom and sis have come to terms with the Sri Lankan style of driving quite yet. R only got a bit concerned when I sailed through a STOP sign at around 50mph while looking for the damn house.

Spent the rest of Friday night and a good portion of Saturday morning in a hot tub, had to leave that at around 5am to hit the sack. For one I was getting quite pruny and we were sharing the hot tub with some dodgy sudhu badhu for which I don’t think was enough Bacardi in the world for me to handle. Saturday night was all in all more entertaining, had dinner at Uncle’s place, with some real life Sri Lankan uncles and aunties. Had to be on our best behaviour until they left, after which the party really started as the house was pretty 420 friendly.

Midnight passed and I hit the quarter century mark, received half a bottle of Reserve as a birthday present (yes my friends are that greedy!) and an apple bong. The latter singed my lungs, not doing that again. I’m pretty impressed with the fact I’ve lasted this long considering I’ve had about 5 close shaves with death with the most spectacular of those being last year, must see whether I can make it another five years.

In other news I’ve quit smoking (420 don’t count emoticon), two weeks now without a puff and minimal cravings! Also started work on Monday…think I’ve had a stroke of luck here. Everybody seems amazing, if a bit wide eyed (the cynic in me coming out), I’ve lasted two days without getting my arse fired and just started typing out and discussing my workplan for the next year with my supervisor…Damn…it’s not going to be an easy year. Have to build up a hell of a lot of skills and work my arse off in what looks like is going to be a hell of a demanding environment. But I’m kinda looking forward to that with a touch of masochism.

P.S. the two balls in the title refers to this interesting testicular debate, some very funny reading!

P.S.S. Geoffrey Boycott…go fuck yourself you pretentious wanker…Murali and our boys will always be more naturally talented than the English, despite the fact they’ve been playing cricket for a century more than us and we are treated shoddily by the ECB…Well done Sri Lanka!