January 13 - 19, 2008

On Tuesday I crossed all previous levels of stupidity set by myself when I proceeded to open a door on my own face…
Apart from a 2 inch long scratch on the side of my face it gave me a splitting head ache and might have caused sum changes in the configuration of my brain. This I suspect is the cause for my new found affection for rock music and (stupidly enough)escape room games. Needless to say I m not studying for my mid terms which start coming Monday

In other news one of my friends was in a small accident during which her head hit the windshield, bringing it crashing down. The vehicle spent 10 days in the workshop while she got a week off from internship. And she claims nothing happened to her. I doubt it. I feel she sounds a lot saner. So I here s to hoping something falls on each of my friends heads.

Then one of these days my orkut fortune read –‘the luck that is ordained for you will be coveted by others’ that was the day I caught a cold. I have asked everyone around but no one wants my cold. So in case any one of you do, please confirm. Though I am not sure on how the transfer will be made, I am hoping to come up with something (Yeah Yeah, Dubious Science).

Now, because of this cold I have been drinking only hot water and stuff. As u may have guessed my tongue is burnt. So now along with the side of my face and the top of my head now my tongue hurts too. If someone were to slap me on the other cheek and smash my nose, it would round things up for me. I shall put out a news paper ad to that effect, watch out in tomorrow s Hindu.

My brother’s landlord’s maid has a crush on him.

And oh yeah. Some market here caught fire on Saturday. It took the fire brigade 2 days to respond. 500 shops gutted. And 100 hrs after the fire started it was stamped out. Also there was a blast somewhere in the city on Thursday. On Saturday police say it could have been a terrorist attack. Or a gas cylinder burst or a methane gas pipeline burst or transformer burst. Which is to say that a day and a half into the investigation they hav found out absolutely Zilch. Zero. Nothing. So as u can see I live in the action capital of the world. If my pants catch fire (which, given my inherent carelessness seems more and more probable each day) I may have to go all the way home to get help in dousing the fire.