what else is there, well, i guess i could talk about how shitty it was in chicago. well there was like nobody there, it was just me my mom and my sister. my dad was gone alot, we'd rarely see him. i think he was even gone for many months once and we even got used to not having him around. and i remember him coming through the door and seeming so different. like his beard had become grey he had grown old even though it had only been at most a year. we used to sit down in the basement and watch star trek, but we werent allowed to do alot of stuff. i kindof feel like we wouldn't have been able to visit friends houses, or go outside and play much, or the like. we didnt have much variety in the food, just indian, which kinda wasnt cool. and we'd be sent out to devon avenue for dosas. it'd suck because it was always the same thing. and we couldn't wear what we wanted. and we couldn't go where we wanted. we were basically under house arrest and overly controlled by the aunts. i hated their house because there was nothing for us to do. they just had an excersize machine and a tv, and then a million gruesome medical books.