It is only natural that after designing a new blog, shifting over stuff from the old one, bearing the pain of growing up, moving over to a different comfort zone, one should come up with a shiny little something to start the blog. So this is it.
Though there is nothing much that I could say, should say, I like having a blog. As much of a pain it might be to keep staring at the screen and not have anything to write, it is rather bloody nice to go back and sift through your past on a colorful background page. And then you can install cockroach widgets and human clocks and what not and treat your blog like a pink little all lacy baby girl, which i have been dutifully doing for quite some time. The idea is, I am too busy to blog. When I am not smoking up, I am planning all about a beautiful evening when I am going to smoke up and dance naked and have chocolates and the likes. I do have a job. Which pays me money, so that I can spend all of it at one go and go without more than a hundred rupees for one whole week.
I went to Pune the other week. With no money and practically no hindsight, I decided to go and chill in Pune. I cried bucketfuls of tears to make somebody take me with him ( because I had no money of my own). Then, for two and a half days I played a housewife. I was dependent for money, for shampoo, cigarettes and other assorted things which are a direct result of carrying cash on you ( which I wasn't). Then in a fit of rage, I did some angry things like throwing expensive electronic goods (like my own camera) at people and in return had them emptying Coke bottles on me. Then I slept and had magical dreams about free access to the internet, only to wake up and have free access, to the internet. Then I found out I have over fifty three odd people on my Facebook friendlist who I know/remember nothing about. I keep chatting with them pretending to know exactly who they are but in reality, I am just passing the time. Then I play these little self back patting games with myself in terms of congratulation for having completed twenty six minutes of a conversation with a stranger who is also a Facebook friendlisted friend.
I think thats enough for now. I need to go and have something sweet or apply nail polish on my toenails or something.
