(Twitter allows for only 140 characters per update. If only Twitter allowed more, this post would be what I’d put up now.)
Just woke up from a deep sleep. I think I just don’t get enough sleep these days. Every time I wake, I wish I hadn’t. Anyway, what time is it? 03.35?! That’s impossible! Lemme part my curtains. Oh yes, unfortunately, I have succesfully awakened myself in the middle of the night, and I know it’s not just for a pee. Hmm.
Twitter is really addictive. Even more is Twistori. Just made myself a bowl of noodles – a little undercooked this time, I think. I’m not that good a cook anyway (nor a chemist) so I don’t think I’m ever gonna bother. Or am I? No. I don’t even know why I’m thinking so randomly. I feel thirsty. Maybe make myself a little orange Tang. Where’s my bottle?
Oh yes, I gave it to Vohra. I should learn to prioritise these days. I’ve been giving him too much of my stuff lately, in exchange for those beautiful coffee satchets of his. Hmm. What did I give him this time? Hey! Where’s my Tang? Oh yes! I gave him my Tang. But it’s not my Tang anyway. Haksing’s. Poor guy.
Twistori is really interesting. Like I was saying, cooked myself a bowl of noodles, put on some Colonial Cousins in the b/g, and just watched the credit-like updates roll. Really interesting, I tell you. Hey! They have a screensaver version! Oh, but it’s only for Mac users. I was of the opinion that such goodies were only for Windows users, and that Mac users had to find special plug-ins. Hmm, interesting.
It’s raining in Sharjah. So sad, it’s bone dry here. Stupid deserts. I was so excited I was coming to Dubai and all. But this place is dull. It’s the kind of place the word ‘blunt’ was invented for. (a.) Blunt Like Dubai. So unceremonious if it’s promises are anything to go by. Just a lot of sand, but not as much as Sharjah. But at least it’s raining in Sharjah.
I like the rain. Not especially now; I’ve always liked the rain. Tell me, who doesn’t? If I can make myself conjure a perfect hallucination, I’d be seeing raindrops splatter on my window. I’d be watching it with my bowl of hot noodles, some cold coffee (a la Nair), some good music as well. But I can’t bring myself to hallucinate.
Oh, that reminds me. I miss Nair. I was living with him last week. My floor’s A/C wasn’t working, and Nair oh-so-graciously forced me to move in with him. Can’t say I didn’t like the experience, though. Lots of coffee, some of them quite cold at times, talking through the night, flirting with some chick-friend of his. Nair has a lot of chicks as friends. But what I miss most now is his humour. Fellow cracked witty jokes. Sharp, his wit.
Yeah, I know, I’m being gay. Stereotypical boys-will-be-boys kinda boys here, I say! Can’t rhyme a poem with ‘gay’ without a snigger behind my back. Feels stupid at times, but I can’t deny it does seem hilarious at times. Vohra could probably be the only person who wouldn’t join in. Probably Benji too. But Benji is busy these days, what with his compositions and directorial ventures.
Been trying to get a Twistori snapshot work as my custom image header, but something is wrong with this theme. The image doesn’t upload at all how many ever times I give it a shot! Frustrating piece of crap. I don’t like my themes for long, frankly. Have to keep changing between them. Probably OCD also. But I’ll put it down to “waiting for WordPress to come up with the perfect theme”. I know they never will, because I’ll keep changing between themes!
Oh, my noodles is finished. I’m hungry now. Don’t know why. Feel like having some coffee now. I think Nair’s satchets are over. Might have to walk all the way to Vohra’s. Stupid Vohra, doesn’t budge an inch away from his laptop. Work, he says. Don’t understand shit of what he’s working. But, ultimately, he shows me some website, winks, says he’s gonna show me the money. Predictably, the day never comes. I hope it does. He’s had my Tang for long enough now, but I don’t think he’s mixed it with anything yet.
I’m getting OCDs punctuation-wise. I’ve to use to commas in a sentence where they’re to be used or I go mad. But I like it when others don’t use them in the right places – makes me feel special! So I guess it’s not OCD after all. Hoi! Where’s the comma in that? Stupid Twitter doesn’t even have space for a comma!
Time to put on some Stargate Atlantis. Gman ruined it, I’d say. The first season was good, the second looked promising – but Vohra forwarded through it without me. And then Gman comes along and says third season sucks. So I guess it’s another TV show lost to expectations! There aren’t enough of them even! Perhaps I’ll have to start watching anime with Gman again! :S