I am currently in Costa Rica with my family. It's beautiful but I have forgotten how stressful and anxiety ridden my family can be. It's like ever decision requires a 5 minutes debate, usually ending with my parents making the decision they wanted to make from the beginning regardless of our input. It's quite frustrating honestly. If you just want your opinion validated, talk amongst yourselves.

Right now we are in a bus in between Arenal and the Caribbean coast. In about 5 more hours we will arrive at a place with no electricity and thus no connectivity. While I appreciate no connectivity from time to time, I fail to understand why exactly we are paying a very decent sum of money for a place with no electricity.

Interestingly, I stumbled upon a fascinating story last night about a block of houses about a mile from where I live. I got curious after noticing a house on the market for under 800k, which is unheard of in my area. For 800k you can't even get a lot. You can get an small condo in some areas.

I'm amazed that this happened so close to me. It's quite unsettling. One of the residents received a $4m payout, but there has been no mention of the situation since then, or if Southern California Edison has done anything to fix the issue.

Also interestingly, this seems to be a relatively common occurrance. As in, the substations are actually build to operate this way. Usually they are not in such close proximity to houses though so it goes unnoticed. But, there have been research done on cows, as they noticed unexplained illnesses and deaths when farms became more electrified. That's in the second link. The first link is a must read simply for insights into how electricity was marketed in the 60s. It involves Ronald Reagan. Kinda crazy.

http://www.easyreadernews.com/68102/southern-california-electric-stray-voltage/

http://www.truth-out.org/news/item/24894-desert-rose-and-the-story-of-stray-current

Lastly, I had a weird dream last night involving all sorts of weirdness. Too much to name. I was working on a military ship. With a sexy father of one of my close friends (neither the father nor the friend are tied to anyone I know outside dream world, thank God). Then I had my phone stolen from me in the NYC subway while a group of us were racing to save a girl I knew from high school who was having a heart attack. As in, we were carrying her thru the crowded NYC Subway, when a number of us were pickpocketed, and our mission changed to finding our phones. Then, when the serial phone stealer was found and pockets were forcefully emptied, I grabbed what I thought was my phone. I opened hubski for whatever reason and noticed that I was logged in as "flob" and only then did I realize that (1) he had a lot of unread notifications and (2) this wasn't my phone. Thus the journey began to find flob, who I presumed had my phone. But, naturally I got distracted by the sexy father I mentioned earlier, got chastised for being too greedy by his personal assistant (to which I replied "you mean easy, not greedy right?"), and neither the phone, the freakishly young heart attack victim, not insoms lady bits got resolved in the end. Fuck dreams. If anyone wants to let me know what this dream means, besides the obvious insights into my current level of sexual frustration - I would love to hear it.

Other than that, nothing eventful has happened in the past couple days.