Make a Wish Foundation

Here's the deal, the 10 things I WILL DO - before I die, 36 is a good age to die. But then when I was 14 I thought once you cross the dreaded 25 you have lost it. When you are on a first name basis with the aunties of your neighbourhood (ie. you refrain from calling aunties-aunties) you KNOW you are nearing ur 30s.

My laundry list of things to do before I kick the bucket.

Not in order of preference

1. GOGOAOGOGOA

2. Travel on a bike on a shoestring budget - n one backpack only

3. Go White water rafting again and again and again

4. Get that tattoo after I get inoculated for Hep. a b - can never be too sure

5. Scuba Diving in the Andamans - I wanna be a qualified diver!! A pox on my weak eyes if only I had 6 by 6 god given vision

7. Make a superhuman effort to be nice to bastards

8. Have a daughter and NOT discipline her...at least not in that dictatorial fashion. WILL be a friend no matter how messy she is and who she dates.

9. Be more patient and calm - er..this is a WISHlist aint it, so sue me

10. Get a hold on my imagination, esp considering reality and fiction is getting all mixed up. Did I or didn't I, or waassit my fertile imagination. Dreaming in techicolour is a curse - at least if I dream in b/w i could seperate fact from fiction. Oh yeah also read more sensibile literature - non-fiction and not utilise same only for bed time reading.

Singing the Blues

Tsk tsk...stooping to cliches does not forbear any good. Damn why do people conform? Is it because they are too scared to be themselves, is it because they have to coz what will blessed society say otherwise. Or am I just ranting coz I can't even though I want to..er maybe. I don't know that is what really scares me and hell I am not bloody 22. I ought to know! Quo Vadis? Hehe.. I am in a LOUSY crappy mood and it is NOT getting better. Ahem though cough cough, do note I abstain frm profanities. Promise to cut down on the F**K but hey I can't go cold turkey completely so sticking with bloody and damn. And right now I am bloody damn hungry, so I am outta here like a bat out of hell with the mood to match.

Work is a Beach

I am working on a mailer for a company that is trying to "create excitement and generate a postive response" for a conference in Goa. GOA!! GOA!!!!!!!!!!! Goddamn it what kind of gits work over there anyway? Probably the kind who live below rocks and crawl out for sunshine once a month.

The total lack of response on my end in seeing this blog kickin' is probably because this is what I do for a living and I have to conserve my energy for the day ahead. Apologies all around but who the hell is reading this anyway?

Hehe..I want to see Dhoom, I want to see Phir Milenge. So sue me. I do happen to have good taste having thoroughly enjoyed Kill Bill 2. Work is a killer, they kicked out one copywriter, another had a bun in the oven which is doing fine by the by and here I am - the last crusader with her one standing soldier.