Being Eaten Alive
At night, I open up the bottle of Off and bathe in it. It doesn’t matter because each morning I wake up with 5-10 new bug bites. My Indian friends living with me don’t get a single bite and the caretaker has tried his best to seal the apartment. Just minutes ago, I discovered that while I was watching TV a mosquito managed to bite me on the palm of my hand without me noticing. I’m watching it slowly swell up.
Bug bites aren’t going to stop me from heading out. I’m feeling awake and restless so I’m going to see if I can find some night life in this town. My suite mates aren’t the going out type and I can’t seem to convince them to come along. They said maybe tomorrow.
Harish and I accomplished a lot this week with the project. We have been busy coding away. I worked on creating some PHP scripts that communicate via XML-RPC to some Second Life objects Harish coded in the Linden Scripting Language. It was very easy but the proof of concept for our project is complete. The rest of our team is coming next week and we’ll need to bring them up to speed. I won’t be heading to Cairo to see Kathryn next week. Things didn’t work out but perhaps that’s best for both of us.
Hey Ben. Thanks for posting your India experiences; I’ve been following. You have my sympathies for being candy to the bugs…I’m the same way. Maybe it’s time to play safari and whip out some mosquito netting. Malaria doesn’t sound like fun. Good luck on finding night life…shouldn’t be too hard there!