Friday, February 15, 2008
Virulent
I have it again. Yikes. This is the second time my laptop got attacked by a virus, and of course it's my fault again. I knew I shouldn't let my libido control the mouse. :) Too many clicks and that's what I get. A Trojan. And not even the good kind, the kind that makes pigs fly. Naa, what I get is this.
Used to study them back in high school, for biology. Wriggly little pests. And then we learned about HIV. Bummer!
I got sidetracked from the topic of my computer virus, though. Damn.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Mr. Bean
I have a coffee-maker at home now. Yikes. Which basically means, it's 3.02 am Eastern Time right now, and I'm up. Not particularly tired. watching youtube videos, interspersed with catching up on my reading. O, and blogging.
Did I say yikes back there?
I have a work-thing tomorrow (today, technically) at 11.30 am, and I am so not going to make it. The beans won't let me. I love my beans. Perhaps I need a new brain. New sanity. Like new clothes. That might be nice.
*sip*
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
All work and little play...
The start of a new semester, and the book list frankly is a bit daunting. I'm not supposed to feel so (ummm...) daunted, but I kinda am. Yikes. Each of the new classes involves way more work and readings and tests than the ones I had last semester. My teaching responsibilities have also increased. I have to write two academic papers for conferences in March. I have to explore the options for publishing/ presenting another two papers I wrote last semester.
Am sure it will all look great on my CV in a year's time, but right now, I'm pooped.
*sigh*
Monday, January 07, 2008
Cheater-cock
It's simpler to cheat in a test, rather than in real life. You don't spend the minutes leading up to it, breathless and nervous, looking out of the window, looking at the phone... Even though, when you're actually cheating, you don't feel a twinge of remorse, you're flying in the moment, you're shutting your eyes and smiling because it just feels so fcuking good...! Despite all that, when it's done and you're alone, with hours to kill before life returns to normalcy, you're left pondering and blogging, and you talk to yourself even as you reach out for a chocolate chip cookie, even as you let the dog out, and you tell yourself that you're not really as nice a person as you give yourself credit for...
You could hurt people. You're dangerous. And the high is no longer there.
*sigh*
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Shop Till I Drop
I'm a shopping fiend. I like malls. I like walking through their shiny halls, stopping to look through glass windows at glitzy displays, sniffing in the breath of free samples, and wondering how a fashionable piece of furniture would look in my home. So, after finishing my Emergency Winter Shopping yesterday, I'm quite at a loss now as to what to do.
Ticked off on the list:
- Midnight blue down jacket, with fur-lined collar, (courtesy Hollister) for those terribly windy cold winter nights that are expected in the next few days.
- Black boots, (courtesy JC Penney) for walking in the snow.
- Smart black knit hat, (courtesy the Gap) to replace the earlier smart knit hat which I lost on the way back from Chicago.
- Stripped tee, full sleeve, (courtesy Hollister) that will be returned shortly - *sigh* horizontal stripes are evil.
The good news is, since I did all my shopping post Christmas, I got all the stuff at throwaway prices - all of the above, at under $150!
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Twisted Fate
There was a terrible car accident yesterday, and two girls whom I'd met briefly passed away. Thankfully, a close friend of mine, who was in the car, scraped through with some minor stitches on his head. But this is horribly spooky... and a terrible way to die. Both girls were here only for the first semester, and so it seems like a terrible waste. It all seems especially macabre to me, since I was worrying about my own mortality last night... and then I wake up in the morning and hear about the tragedy. But this is not about me. And the only reason I mention this, is because... well, I hate such terrible coincidences. Death is a terrible thing. Somewhere in some movie, I remember a character saying, "In life, there are no coincidences", and that to me, actually seems chilling now.
I'm sorry it happened this way.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Whites?
I'm a white wine person now. Not that I'm one of those terribly discerning types who can sniff and tell what's groovy and what's not. Quite the opposite - I think most white wines are groovy and so am not very discerning at all. :) No, what I do is this: pop a bottle and sit down to watch a movie with my babe. And I get happy. Not terribly tipsy or high or drunk. Just... fruity happy. And that feels nice.
To write a new post here, after ages. Perhaps it's the New Year thing. :)
Saturday, August 18, 2007
I looooove unsecured wireless networks.
:)
It's probably illegal - but if they're stupid enough to do it...!
*giggle*
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Time Machine
I started this blog in a computer lab very much like the one I'm in right now.
Deja vu?
:)
Thursday, August 02, 2007
So I tried this out from Viewer's page, and I'm supposed to be...
| You Are a Social Blogger! |
Your blog is more of a semi-private affair for your friends.
It's how you keep in touch... sharing stories, jokes, and pics. |
That's actually kinda true, so I won't really dispute it here. But here I am, sitting at my desk while the Mama and the Papa (I love California Dreamin') are snoring away to glory in the next room. On this blog though, I don't really talk for an audience, totally for myself, and that's why there seems to be so much fun in maintaining the two blogs - cuz I have two separate intentions for them. Not very sure how long it's going to remain feasible, the double effort thing I mean, what with class beginning soon (from next week,) and so I'm going to use that hateful phrase that so many talentless TV journos use to end their voice-overs: time will tell....!
*barf*
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Jobless!
Unemployment felt great this afternoon. Woke up at 12.45, and that too, only because I had three missed calls and four sms' waiting for me. :) Quit the job only yesterday, said all the teary goodbyes, and here I am, waiting to get things ready and packed in a couple of days.
Frankly, I hate moving. Terribly involving and exasperating. Too much organizing demanded, and the rewards aren't really all that great. And here I am, packing everything up, getting rid of many of the stuff I really like(d), having a 'Moving Sale' - going back home.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Still Seeing Shiny Disco Balls...
Came back home this morning with a definite hangover. Collapsed at my friend's place after a night of heavy-duty partying, with my contacts on, and the damn things started irritating me early morning, so I woke up by 10 am. Damn, no usual Sunday-sleeping-till-one this week.
O, but the party was fun!
Screamed my lungs out. Danced my butt flat. Maybe I lost some weight? Better not to hope for toooo much, now! *snigger* Drank tonnes. Five drinks. I get drunk after two, remember. So I was sloshed. *giggle*Happy me. Happy, happy, happy, happy me.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Super Troopers
Uploaded a 4 CD "Best of ABBA" set on my iPOD finally, and have been listening to a whole bunch of old favourites. And it struck me, that despite all the "happy happy" image, the group have tons of not-so happy songs. I mean, apart from the all-too-famous "Dancing Queen" and a coupla others, you have songs dealing with:
- waiting around for the phone to ring from that person wringing your heart
- having a last dance, even though the love has gone
- "pick me! pick me!" happening in a crowded dance floor - Take a Chance...
- guy/ gal going away and you're left crying your heart out
- How winners take everything and losers are left... ummm.. singing.
Of course, now that I recall, ABBA was composed of two couples who later split up, so maybe all of that was just a symptom, chiqitita...? :)
Saturday, July 14, 2007
LOL
Laziness is a state of being. Lolling in the bed, too. My best friend says, I do too much of that - lolling, I mean. And he also thinks I'm a lousy employee. I retort, he's a Hitler.
Laziness is a state of art. Saturday afternoons, and you don't really are that you haven't had lunch. Lovely weather outside, but instead of going out, you open the verandah doors and let the cool breeze refresh you. Walking seems so mundane right now.
Not when I have my bed to lol on. :)
