Random infobits about me (unnecessary, but wth)

-I don’t watch TV. Nope. Not at all. Not even a little bit. Not in my own house (there IS a TV that works. There IS cable), not anywhere else. And no, I’m not a TV hater. I think it’s important to watch TV; it’s enjoyable too if you do start watching. But I just don’t have the time. I have other things to do.

-I’m hooked to Don’t look back in anger (Oasis) and Eye in the sky (Alan Parsons Project) very badly. I have to listen to these everyday or I get moody.

- I hate my nose. And if it weren’t so bad I swear I’d have got me a nose ring. But since it IS that bad I won’t draw attention to it.

- The predominant color in my wardrobe is white. I have 2 of just about everything in white. Except pants. I won’t ever get white pants. They’re high maintenance, and make your bum look big.

- I’m dying to get a second tattoo.

- I love dimsum too. Esp the ones you get at M-block market in delhi, on a coooold winter day

- I can’t believe I went away to and lived alone in Delhi for 2 yrs. I’d never allow sis to do it. I’d slap her and tell her to get her head checked.

- I want to learn how to hex people.

- If I died, I would like to be buried, not cremated (intention is not to be morbid, but its important to have this put down somewhere, so that if the need arises my wish is known). And I’d like a pretty headstone with a tear-jerker something written for me. Something like ‘Finally, she sleeps’ (not tear-jerky enough? Well no problem, I like it still)

I could choose to love and trust passionately, and in the process make a few mistakes and get hurt. Sometimes.

Or i could choose to be suspicious, and stingy with my love, and in the process avoid a few mistakes and feel glad. Sometimes.

So i did what i had to do. I chose.

Lesser of the two evils...

I prefer insomnia to some of the dreams that I have. No, they're not nightmares

General rambling of a sleepyhead

Went to Chennai today and Gosh does it feel good to be back home. It was 30 degrees there at 8.30 in the morning. The room where we had the group did not have AC, but the room where the client sat, did. Hrrmmpph.

And having slept only 2 hrs last night it was torturous sitting there, to say the least

I love old, traditional style Tamil/ Malayalee homes, but don't particularly hold a high opinion of their aesthetic sense when it comes to decorating the house. It's not even minimalism, its often just slobbiness...

I end up doing more thinking/ reflecting/ brooding while traveling on work, than i did while on vacation

I don't like being broody. I like me effervescent.

Been reading a lot of blogs and checking out flickr profiles. So much talent out there... gives me such a complex. (btw - nearly every blog has the stupid 20 questions thingie :-) lol)

Reading a good book can feel so good.

I'm back to being insomniac, and don't know what to do about it. I must sleep NOW.

Wassup

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I've been trying to write a really funny post for a few days. And the funny (?) thing is...it's JUST not happening. It starts out alright and soon turns dark. Which is strange because my days are fun and i make people laugh and i'm normally cheerful. And no, i'm not pretending to be happy, so please no one gimme no psychobabblanalysis for this. Maybe i'm a funny-speak, serious-write girl. Maybe.