days of our lives...

as i write this, i can't help but think about you, my frequent visitors; readers who, albeit with questionable taste in reading material, are dedicated enough to weekly check my blog for what can only be described as a colorful mix of senseless blabber, and what aspires to be senseless blabber. (thank you scott adams!)

another week whizzed by; was amazing, to say the least. today, i actually managed to get some beauty-sleep (yes mones, beauty sleep... and yes, i use ponds HA HA HA HA ... very funny). am in Redlands, for a change. it's home, yet feels like i've traveled to a friend's for the weekend. maybe i should spend more time here... hmmm. oddly enough, am reminiscing watching judwaa on the telly the other weekend. save the 3 corny jokes that i still laughed on, it's amazing how this was a blockbuster hit. my fav character though is "tony from singapore" LOL... not to take any credit away from bindu! ("Rupa, BAY-BEEE".... go sindhis!)

these past 3 weeks i've been slightly "under the weather", as they say. might be the change in weather (it's hot as hell now), might be work, just might be the sushi i ate ("bad sushi?"... "is there any other kind?") today i attempted eating cereal with milk for the 9th time... this attempt to enjoy's america's standard breakfast, like its predecessors, failed too. tomorrow shall be attempt no. 10... the difference, warm milk instead of cold.

i LUV my weekends... i look forward to 'em with a passion. can't put my finger on what it is exactly: the crazy Fridays where i travel for 2 hours after a 10hr work day, just to begin partying until the wee hours of next morning; maybe its something a lot subtler, like the effeminately long Saturday afternoon showers (hey! that's more for society than myself!); but i guess my favorites are those Sundays... quiet, lonely, thought-provoking... & might i also add, blog-producing! :P most hate such days; forced to confront one's lifestyle in all its bareness... one judging oneself... scary for most. did i mention i'm not really that normal? oh, ok... guess you figured it out yourself.

a day i'm not such a big fan of, is Monday. ugh! Monday morning blues; ever-present, just like that boring "aunty" from your building that you're desperately trying to avoid...(picture yourself, head-turning all around, swiftly making across the building lobby. "damn! is that her there, in the blue saree again??? NO! phew! close call!" ok, lets add some 007 music in the background as well. you head toward the elevator, entering just as the doors are about to close, hit the button where you want to go, barely concealing a triumphant smile as the single drop of perspiration snakes down your forehead... and then, from the back comes her resounding voice, "arre beta, is your mummy home? tumhara graduation ho gaya na? toh job mein kitni pagaar milti hai?". so close.... so damn close! well, atleast shes wearing a black saree today. watever....). but i digress...

what really peeves me, and i'm trying to be very dispassionate in my hatred here, are morning people. especially those irritating Monday-mongers. without fail, the aforementioned Morning-Monday-monger with his/her bright smile, positive attitude, and fresh face, will catch you offguard with a "HEYYY! how are you today???? had a great weekend? wat did you do? had fun?".... and all you can reply is a rough grunt... idiots.

tuesdays are relatively less rougher, while wednesdays for me are generally the "what-can-i-do-to-make-it-through-this-week-without-killing-somebody" days.

thursdays are sweet! you can almost taste the weekend! it's starbucks day... coffee with office people... almost like a small celebration with friends ("WE MADE IT GUYS! WE MADE IT!" *play falsely inspiring music here*). you start looking around your desk, nodding at people, as if to acknowledge a small victory... then its friday again...

sure do luv 'em weekends!

this blog is getting too long.

to be continued...