Summer
August 22, 2011
It is somewhat amusing that I’m in business with both a Muslim theologian/scientist and an anti-Muslim bigot. Summer started with me hanging out with my incredibly talented and beautiful sister, unfurled slowly until I was being exiled in Switzerland with 20 euros (Wells Fargo thought I’d stolen my credit card to buy knickknacks in Zurich), survived a couple weddings and ended with a couple unplanned days in the chaos of Delhi. If things didn’t close at midnight, it’d be in my top 5 favorite places in the world, easy. My trip to the Middle East was only supposed to last 30 days. It lasted 47. I owe my girlfriend a ridiculous amount of sex. She kept a meticulous log of how much sex she was missing out on in my absence. So much work 
It also amuses me that no one could possibly sympathize with my complaints in this regard.
