Go on, say hi

I'm back on blogger.....after WEEKS! how did i go so long without it? well, the answer is simple.......a steady diet of exams and watching comedy shows in the breaks between exams must have left me without the desire or capacity for self expression. fortunately, my pre-boards are over, i'm newly single again, obama just got sworn-in, the tv's almost off limits because of the impending board exams, i finally have some time to myself to read some good storybooks, and there are no chocolate cookies in the house to stupefy my brain and prevent self-articulation. *rummages* oh, look, potato chips! :-)

what a lot of things have happened since i last blogged, to be sure. i successfully flunked my exams, watched ghajini, kalbela, and the president is coming, (all of which i liked, except the last, which i literally adored), downloaded an entire season of whose line is it anyway, slumdog millionaire, and about five other movies, finally escaped from an increasingly oppressive relationship, read too many fantasy genre books for my own peace of mind, and more or less did all of it sitting down, which accounts for the old saying ,"All work sitting on lazy ass and no play standing on own two feet makes Jack one chubby dude".

anyway, after my exams ended last friday, i spent a coupla days rehashing my project files, then it was off to hang out with all the other no-good layabouts in this neighbourhood who call themselves students. then the day before yesterday, i rejoined my karate class, or as i now like to call it, boot-camp for the out-of-condition teenage karateka. suffice it to say, it's two days later and my left knee still hurts from where sir slamdunked me over his shoulder to the floor and i landed with my foot curled under my back and my elbow popped out of joint and lying very close to my eye, oddly enough. funny how how when you're in pain, the only thing that seems important is working out how the hell your right leg is STILL somehow suspended in the air.................

anyway, i actually woke myself up early enough yesterday to go watch a noon show of the president is coming at south city. very funny movie........if 'the office' was about a competition among six very different indians to meet bush, and the humour was at once relatable and more ribcrackingly obvious, that would be this movie. after a nice tour of the south city basement afterwards, which was my first time there, me and my cousin went and had those huge rolls at golpark that have enough cholesterol each to feed paris hilton for a year, and than i daringly bought a polka-dotted top that seems like a mistake in retrospect, if you know what i mean. and if you don't, that's ok. read the jon stewart quotes at the bottom of this page if you're getting bored.

and then i came home and brought my brother along and had a nice time watching him choke himself laughing over a russell peters clip filmed in los angeles years ago, bless his soul. going to the park later, i found that it's really true what they say about it being colder in the suburbs than it is in central, coz we were frickin' freezing down there! the cold and the pain even inspired me to work out today in the morning, just to stretch those muscles i'd forgotten i had.

i should probably get up now and clear up the room, since i'm expecting male company of the eligible kind, (it's not you think, momma!) and i'd rather he didn't find out about my chocolate fetish straight away :-) i'm just kidding about the fetish, it's actually an addiction that won't let me escape....ever......

wow, just typing this felt good. so long, everyone! death to all diet book authors....

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