Wednesday, June 19, 2013

ask me any question and I'll tell you no lies

go on

Ok, what is your biggest fear?

no lies.

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hahahah

plop plop plop plop

I like these Mumford & Sons fellows a lot.  I wouldn't say I love all their songs, but I do like quite a few. Discovery thanks to JANGO radio.

I wonder why its called JANGO radio.  Well, I added the ALL CAPS effect, they just go by Jango. But I feel, no wait, I feel that a word like Jango demands ALL CAPS treatment. JANGO. I mean, it wants to end with an exclamation mark. Its calling out for it, ignoring that would make no sense.

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No, I'm not Trying to sound like a fool....


Your face sounds like a fool.

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Yesterday is history, tomorrow's a mystery,
today's a gift, which is why its called the present.

That makes some sense, fine. But, but
the future, noone knows what the future holds. I'd say that was the gift
and the future should've been called present.
Today could be called history as much as yesterday, who kheyres.

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I write a lot of stuff I say in conversation to my husband down here. He never reads my blog.
useless.

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Hi Sneha




 

Thursday, June 06, 2013

cream roll mutton roll chicken roll ham

Does anyone remember / know this hand-clap (?) game?

Ham cheese
Ham butter
Sauce potato
chip chip chip
Sauce potato
chip chip chip
creamrollmuttonrollchickenroll
Ham.

Which us vegetarians ofcourse converted to:

Yam cheese
Yam butter
Sauce potato
chip chip chip
Sauce potato
chip chip chip
creamrollmuttonrollchickenroll
Yam.

No, I don't know why the last but one line was spared the veg conversion.

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Speaking of rolls.  I've learnt that I'm somewhat addicted to roleplaying games.
See what I did there.

Ok, the alternative was for me to talk about how
I'm no playah
but I ama role playa
mothafoka

Well, let's not get kinky carried away here. I'm talking about phone apps, video games and computer games. Let's see, on my phone I have:

(a) A farm;
(b) A dinosaur park (Jurassic Park mind you);
(c) A clan;
(d) A modernfashiongirl yo (pointless app where you have boyfriends by flirting with them and buying them gifts and then if you kiss them lots they will buy you gifts - the app lets you know what gifts you can expect from what boys before you 'date' them and once you get the gift you want you break up with them and move on to the next one.  All these gifts along with clothes you buy from...

Ok, this could take a while. Let me get into it though:

A - Girl gets a haircut and a job at some fashion place.  The level at which she works depends on how many points her outfit earns her. Each outfit item is marked (shoes - 5, handbag -7, so on)
B - Girl gets money from job so she can (i) woo men (ii) buy more clothes.
C - Girl gets stuff from guy which also have points.
D - Girl upgrades outfit, ditches guy, moves up the ladder at work, earns more money

AND REPEAT.

Anyhow, continuing
(e) A monster pet shop;
(f) Hot dog bush (where GBush has to make hot dogs and sell it to people and go up to setting up a restaurant somewhere fancy); need I go on?

Then I have LA NOIRE on my xbox which I love.
Then I have SIMS 3.

Now SIMS 3 is a whole different obssession ha.  I justify it saying it's like having a giant moving interactive doll house (which it is). But once I start, I go on for hours and I (actually) forget to BLINK. So my eyes get fucked.

Alright, enough of this for now.

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I love saying Brah. Not like the underwear, but the stylised BRO. 

What's up Brah.

But my phone always corrects this to Brag.
This correcting thing is a piss off.  Here's a conversation with Husbu today:

Husb: I'm having sambar rice at saravan bhavan.
V: Oh, have a parrot
V: A parrot
V: A parota
V: Geez
V: I love their parrots
V: ARGH
Husb: !

ok bye


 

Sunday, June 02, 2013

How about this, I will not judge you on the music you listen to.
If you listen to

Hit me baby one more time

or

2 become 1

or

Stairway to heaven

or

November rain

and believe that is the song that touches you


It's fine. I will not judge you. Music should touch you, any music can touch you.
Fuck anyone who judges you on that.

I watched ROCKSTAR thinking - what the hell -

but then, this song Kun Faya Kun - ah

All hail Gobi M.

Have you heard

me voy a morir de tanto amor

It's a song I shazamed (you better know what that is) from a Mad Men episode of Betty giving birth to Gene (third child of 'oh so' handsome DON DRAPER).

Its nice.




Separately

I love GOBI machurian.
I've tried mushroom and vegetable manchurian, and I'm sorry to say (or am I) that GOBI beats them all half if not full to death.

I would like to say, I shouldnt be allowed online when drunk.
But, F. that. I should be allowed online when drunk.
I say much more  and i embarrass sober me - which is WOO HOO.

Hello Sober Me.
What do you think of this ha?

Well, not very much I'm afraid

You're afraid?
BWAHAHAHAHAH

Well no, not literally

You said you're afraid but.

Ey. Who allowed you access to this blog