Archive for November, 2005



15
Nov

Too Much

Yesterday was a horrible day.

Spent the whole day trying to do something that we had no clue about. It was frustrating and exhausting but we were somehow able to do it by the end of the day which was relieving.

Today wasn’t that bad though. It was hectic but fun.

I feel bad about not being able to write anything here so I’ll definitely write a real post (unlike this one) tomorrow.

11
Nov

A Monster in my Bathroom

Just when I was about to go to bed last night, I saw something moving in my (unused) bathtub. I moved closer and it was this thing.


Now, I had no idea what this thing was. I had never seen anything like this ever before in my life. I assume its some species of centipede.

I thought I will wash it down the drain but soon I realized that it could swim very well. So I thought I’d push it down the drain forcefully with the help of a bucket full of water and my bathroom mop but every time I pushed it in the drain, it reappeared after a few secs just like those nasty ghosts in the horror movies who just don’t die and resurface to scare you. The thing moved so quickly in the water, it was scary.

So I was left with no other option. I had to kill it cos no way in hell was I going to sleep with this monster moving around in my bathroom so I employed my mop as a weapon and soon it was dead. But it didn’t go down without a fight. It took more than 15 seconds to kill it. Well, all’s well that ends well!

EDIT: oops, I forgot to mention the inspiration for this post. Atif has had several run-ins with intruders in the past including this recent one. We are together in this fight against intrusion of all kinds.

09
Nov

Can’t think of a title

  • Since my room was locked for almost two weeks and Bangalore didn’t see any decent sunlight during that time, it had become really damp. You could actually smell the dampness. But I think I have managed to make it livable again in the little time I had.
  • It’s difficult to adjust to my life after a not-so-long vacation but I am trying. I went grocery shopping yesterday. Its always fun since it mostly consists of ready-to-eat food, juices, drinks, other eatables and few other stuff. But I bought the wrong deodorant by mistake. I was standing right in front of the one I wanted and then I got a call and then I took the one kept right next to it and since they are different fragrances from the same company, its difficult to distinguish between them. I sprayed it today morning and it smelled horrible. Then I read the name on the bottle and it was the wrong one. What do I do now? I can’t return it. I can’t use it. It’s basically useless. But I don’t get why the deodorant company came out with a product with such a horrible fragrance. It’s so bad that it makes me puke.
  • John Mayer has done it again. He left adult contemporary, which was considered his forte and formed a Blues band called John Mayer Trio (called JM3). Few people even called it a career suicide. Gutsy, huh? But their first single. “Who Did You Think It Was?” and its b-side, “Come When I Call” are both fabulous. The video for the single is very weird though. It features a record player playing their CD and shows the view from the window nearby the whole time, while moving closer to the CD slowly. I was just listening to their song so thought of including this in the post.
08
Nov

I need…

Atif tagged me.

Rule: Go to Google and write, “Your name needs” (i.e. “Raj needs”) and paste the freaky results.

So here are the results:

Raj needs some encouragement.

Raj needs a wake up call.

Raj needs the money urgently.

Raj needs a job.

Raj needs to submit his timetable to Rachel.

Raj needs to let this one drop.

Raj needs someone to get his life back in order.

Raj needs a playmate.

Raj needs no introduction in Indian cinema.

Raj needs a 7 to double up and survive.

Raj needs babysitting.

It’s a fun tag so I want everyone to do it but since I already tagged everyone just a while back, I am not forcing anyone to do it. So if you are reading this and you want to do it, do it.




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