Ouch!

Yes, you want people to notice you. But damn woman! That has to hurt. Can she even breath? Women reading the blog, please back me up on this. Oh, that's Mallike Sherawat by the way. Here's a link to the whole piece (no pun intended).

Onlineee!

I'm back online. Stronger than ever baby. 256Kbps strong! Oh, and does anyone else find this a bit strange? Oh, and Opera's free.

The Number That Must Not Be Divided

Ok, this has to be my strangest encounter with THE_NUMBER yet. Some people see statues of the virgin weep, I see 41.

Off the Grid

So it looks like I won't be able to log on from home for a while. I'm switching broadband providers and nobody from the new provider (MTNL for those who know) has come around to hook me up yet. My account with the current guy expires tomorrow. Not that anybody cares, but it looks like I won't be able to log on from home for a while. Unless I can resist the urge to use the shitty MTNL dial up. Is it just me or are they running out of songs to remix? Even the shitty 80s numbers are getting the glossy treatment. That might mean that they'll have to do some original indipop next. Egad! And the models are getting uglier by the minute. I really should turn off the TV now. That girl in the strange orange PVC dress might give me nightmares.

Excrement!

Every few months I put myself up for this, only to get shot down or end up with a heartbreak after a short-lived relationship. After that, I promise myself that I'll never do it again. But my damn mind just won't quit! I have a crush on a girl at work and this time and I know for sure I am setting myself up for a dissapointment. But I can't help it. I can't get her out of my head now. Damn! Damn! Double damn!

Half

A half-filled glass,
A half-hearted attempt,
A half-baked solution,
and a half-lived life.

We gon sip bacardy like its yo birthday

Now I know what I want for my birthday. Please! Pretty please...