Well, I have been known for venting out my frustration and majorly, ranting on my blog lately. But if you are thinking that I am here to apologize and return to be the good and serious girl/blogger that I am, you are thoroughly mistaken my friend.
I am a woman and I am legally entitled to impulsive mood swings. I am in the middle of one right now and therefore, everything that I am going to puke here should be treated likewise.
I have been blogging at a pretty good frequency for the past few weeks. But you aren’t keeping pace with me guys. I can’t see any of you beautiful ladies and handsome hunks with your invaluable suggestions/compliments in my “Reverberations” box. Now, what fun it is to blog without an audience? Haven’t you all felt that at some point in time? I am missing all you “regulars” (
, Arjun) here in the “comment”ary box.
“There is nothing more dreadful to an author (if I dare call myself that) than neglect, compared with which reproach, hatred and opposition are names of happiness”, an apt quote by Dr. Johnson. You get the clue…don’t you?
Lack of work in office is just driving me nuts. Yeah…dats me!! Not that I am a workaholic but still…I hate being free (ALL the b****y time) for almost two weeks. For nothing do they say, “It’s the sad things in life that make you appreciate the good ones” 😛 Now you know….
I have been piling up kilos by the dozen ever since I got married. And no diet plans working, since I am not following any ;-)) The guilt conscience blames me and taunts me and since I don’t do anything about it, I choose to wallow in self pity. Cut me some slack dude, I say to myself.
Have been finding my luxury in comfort food (read chips, cookies, chocolates).So you see, it has turned into a never-ending vicious circle. And the lazy-bones me in not even trying to break it.
Just imagine. I have become THAT pathetic.
Just watched Rahul Gandhi’s ‘performance’ in the Parliament on the Jan Lokpal issue. Hats off Sir for pulling off that speech with such élan. I heard some Bollywood A-listers dying to attend your acting workshops <sarcasm overdose>
As Chetan Bhagat said, I also hope one day, somebody does the Chamatkaar-Balaatkar thing in your ‘made-to-order’ speech. I go LOL ROTFOL even thinking about it. ;-))
: Congratulations..!!!! You have just been promoted. From being a friend and then, a good friend, you have officially been added to my “crib-buddies” list. And believe me, it’s a very privileged place to be.
After all these years, today I saw in you the tenacity to bear my persistent whines. And you are alive and kicking butt after listening to me babbling some incoherent stuff about how life is so unfair to the poor me…..;-))
Thanks for bearing with me. And you aptly defined me as the “most satirical cribber” ever. Ha! Like that…Makes for a good punch line…isn’t it?
Peace!!! Until the next time…..