yo. i'm back. so i'm starting to hate packing. i used to be so good at it. i was a masta packa. but alas. age has gotten the best of me. so i'm leaving tomorrow morning for indiana. yay. yet another friend of mine is getting married. it should be fun good times. i'll get to see my cousins which is always a riot. i'm pretty psyched for this trip because the shadi is in one town and the valima is in another. you know i'll be jumping in the car before you can say road trip! i plan to take a gazillion pics and rock this one shalwar kurta mummy got for me this last time she went to pakistan. oh Lord. my parents are watching gone with the wind in the background. they've been at it for the last 3 days. abu ji's all about movies and he gets all hyper when mummy finally agrees to it. and she agrees when she's done with everything. and by everything i mean details like cleaning out the lint dispenser in the dryer and using that stinky stuff on the fancy shmancy spoons and such. they are funny to observe. speaking of observing i was driving to get to this one aunty's place and i found a sign that actually said 11 1/2 mph. hahhahaa. wild eh? yeah. hmmm it's odd not getting a chorus of lol or haha's after i say something. mirc is a filthy habit that swallows you in because of the advantages you have with anonymity. enough trash talking mirc. stay posted for more junx on the shadi. oh yeah, and if you guys want to post something...drop me an email at youareemailingchai@yahoo.com peace out from the dirty south