Dog days

It worries me, that I may not be enjoying life as much as I should be.

I can hear my past self in future saying to my future self, "eh man, those were good years, why you didnt enjoy" and I'd be all "what, I cant hear you over this crying baby" and she'd be all "facepalm*".

 

Directions

you could sing with a crackly voice, it would suit you
who wouldn't it suit. It would suit everyone.
croon, you could croon
and go into a high whine at some point
you could let rough breathing in between notes be heard
you could let a smile be heard
a half smile, a crooked terrible smile
you could grip that microphone like its making music, not you
like youre squeezing sound out
throw your shoulders back now,
look straight at me

that was good

cultivate some patience
there is more to life
than racing between speed bumps

 

Madurai

I was in Madurai a week back, man violent (sounding) folk man.

We were quietly standing around waiting for VIP ENTRANCE into temple main area when this fellow comes and he's all (in tamil, but translated for your benefit):

Fellow: EY LET ME IN

Temple Guy: NO, GO STAND IN LINE

Fellow: WHY SHOULD I STAND IN LINE YOU GO STAND IN LINE, LET ME IN

Temple Guy: NO, I AM TEMPLE GUY, YOU GO STAND IN LINE TO ENTER.

Fellow: Looks at us YOU ARE LETTING OUTSIDE PEOPLE IN AND NOT MADURAI LOCAL PEOPLE (Curse word)

Temple Guy: THEY BOUGHT TICKETS

Fellow: DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM

Temple Guy: GO STAND IN LINE

Fellow: YOU ARE MESSING WITH THE WRONG MAN (Curse word x 2)

Temple Guy: EY MAN

Fellow: DONT MAKE ME GO MENTAL ON YOU.  ILL BE BACK WITH MY MEN.


geez.

Kambackt Eeshq

Can you call "reading Elle Decor and feeling jealous" a pastime? Well, its mine. I do it slowly and with concentration.

I wonder though, am I going all EVIL EYE on these people featured in ED? I look at their houses and walls and thingumajigs and go, wtf ya so unfair. Then I look at these sexy designers with awesome jobs and go, wtf ya so unfair. Jealous jealous jealous.

I dont mean to cast evil eye and all but man, I mean, you did something to deserve that amazeballs house and that sexy job. Right?

If you didnt, I shall press the EVIL EYE RELEASE button.

feh. pointless


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Went somewhere for dinner yesterday and food was so fancy but so bad. Every item had some nonsense thrown in for good measure which was a bad measure because it crappified a good product.

Stupid.


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Im such a lazy mf. If I want my life to change, I just expect people around me to change their lives so I can get what I want. Yes, Im talking fully abstract and you wont know what this is about EVER. but well.  I just wish i was a doer - I wish I changed my own life by my own actions. I will try and do that now.

Flopshow.


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I saw a sign board which said DO NOT GIVE ARMS TO BEGGARS.
Haha.

Ok, truthfully, there is no such signboard.  Well, except in my head. Its red letters on a yellow background.

All CAPS.

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My dashed lines arent uniform - I wonder if that bugs anyone. DASH YOUR LINES PROPERLY MAN they think and I'm all F YOU and theyre all DONT YOU WANT ME TO READ YOUR BLOG and i'm all please stop yelling at me

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ha.

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I wish I was golden, just pure and nice and proper. Thoo, don't be dirty. I wish I was good. How is it that I know what Good would be and then I just continue my own dirty way.

you have permission to seize
to overhaul
to erase and rewind
my permission is no good, but
if it were
you have it.

All I do is wait

It sure feels that way. 

I sit here, and I wait for the next thing.  I am constantly in a state of waiting.

Waiting for the day to end, waiting for the week to end, waiting for the next big thing. Waiting to grow up.

It felt ok to feel that way when I was a kid. All kids somewhere just wait to grow up, to be big and do adult things, like drive a car or sleep late. (what bugger all mundane nonsense to grow up for, what a bad deal)

Hardly ever feels like I want to hit the pause button and take in the scene.