I’m only blogging today thanks to Nureen, who reminded me that i actually have a blog. I forgot about it for a while. I think i’m a terrible blogger. I hardly update this thing. At the most, i do it twice a month and when i do, it’s just a haphazard mess of stuff that i think of. If i ever wrote my essays this way, i’d fail miserably. Anyhow, thinking of Reeno, i’m wondering now what exactly it is that she does at that job of hers. Apparently, it’s just her, the boss and the secretary because it’s a new bank. She gets her own little room, is online almost the whole day and tries to play weird shooting games on the keyboard. What do you do, Hassan? I feel rather proud of myself today for making her day at work a more bearable one. In spite of her making fun of me and laughing at me without any reason whatsoever, i take solace in the fact that i was the undisputed highlight of her day.
Know what i’d love? I’d love to have a vacation home Down Under. I’ve always been in love with the atmosphere there – it’s just beachy and laidback to the max. Plus, there’s cool animals too. Kangaroos, koalas, platypi. I have a cousin who has a house in Sydney so close to Bondi beach and it’s just lovely when i stay there. He wakes up every morning and goes surfing. Not that i want to surf, but i love the smell and sound of the beach. So when i go stay, i just sit on the sand and people-watch (and also make a feeble attempt at the tousled beach hair look). Another thing i love about Australia is that you can get avocado sandwiches everywhere! I usually end up having them for breakfast at a quaint little cafe by the beach. Sometimes i even have them for lunch too. It’s great how you can find them at the cafe round the bend as well as at some posh, fancy place you can go to for tea. Oh, and i absolutely love the milkshake at this place called Piccadilly Cafe in Sydney. It’s the best milkshake i’ve had in my life. Strangely, Australian Chinese food is my favourite kind of Chinese food. Ditto for Turkish food. But that’s not really fair, considering i haven’t actually been to Turkey and tried the genuine cuisine. I shall endeavor to go someday soon.
I think i’m one hell of a noisy typer. Maybe it’s because the keyboards i use at home don’t make noise even when i bang on them. But when i use different keyboards when i’m not at home, i make so much noise. I just hope i don’t end up with a desk job when i grow up and work with intolerant people who will throw their staplers at me. Yikes.
I’m addicted to Ribena syrup. I do mean the syrup sans the water. It makes you choke for a while at first because it’s so sweet, but i love it. All the same, i’m really trying not to drink it now because of my new diet plan. Speaking of which, i have devised a new strategy to stop myself from snacking. Every time i feel like i need to munch on something when it isn’t meal time, i eat ice. It’s genius, isn’t it? Ice is fun to eat, is excellent for the insanely hot weather we’re experiencing, and most of all, is free from calories and fat! It’s just like eating paper, but healthier! So i suppose my white meat, low carb diet would be going fairly well for now, if not for the occasional succumbing to lemon meringue.
TV is one of the best inventions ever. How could i live without my favourite shows? Everyday, if i’m at home, the telly is almost always on. If i’m not watching it, then just for the sake of it breaking the silence. There’s Oprah to watch in the morning, and there are lunchtime movies on all the HBO channels, Star Movies and Cinemax. But most importantly, at 5 on Starworld, there’s Whose Line Is It Anyway? followed by two episodes of The Simpsons. (I feel like i’m plugging cable TV now) Oh but you can’t imagine my euphoria when i learnt that the latest season of CSI returned to AXN. I was literally prancing around the house and announcing it to everyone and anyone who would listen – which of course, nobody did. It was so sad though, because Warrick died in the last episode of last season and i was hoping that somehow they would bring him back, despite him clearly having been shot in the head. Ahhh. I was so heartbroken. I even cried when they showed his memorial service. It’s not that i really like him, but i love the whole team. And that meant the team was gone. As if Sara leaving before he died wasn’t enough, and as if him dying wasn’t enough, guess who else is leaving? GRISSOM! How could he possibly leave? He’s the leader, for goodness’ sake! Well, i should stop going on about CSI now before i get more upset. I sound like a geek. Now a reason for celebration: I found the third season of 30 Rock online! I was done with it in like half a day, after which i waited an eternity for the new episode to come out. And then it came two days ago. I was over the moon. The latest episode had Larry King guest starring, and as always it didn’t disappoint. All i have to do now is wait for the next episode. I don’t even know when it airs in the US, because the timing is so erratic. As a result, i can’t count down to the day of the week that it comes out online. Meanwhile, i’m watching Arrested Development again. It’s hilarious, and i think Jason Bateman, who plays Michael Bluth, is the sweetest guy ever. After i’m done re-watching Arrested Development, i’m going to start on The Tudors. I’ve heard it’s really good and i think it looks like it’d be an interesting period show to watch.
Just because i wanted an excuse to have some popcorn (and there goes my diet!), I caught Marley and Me last night. I thought it was okay and nothing too special even though i did cry at the end. I shan’t let on why it was so sad, lest i spoil the ending for someone. I only really appreciated the parts of the movie that had to do with the dog. The rest of it was sort of boring. Marley was definitely the gem of the whole movie. A few days before that, i watched The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. The first half was really long i thought and slightly boring. I think i may have fallen asleep, but that’s also because i went in half asleep already. The second half was much better. I think the biggest reason i like the movie is that i love Cate Blanchett. I also saw He’s Just Not That Into You, and i really liked that one. I thought it was funny and not too draggy. Another one i thought was good is Slumdog Millionaire. I think it’s a pretty great movie, but a tad overrated with all the Oscars in my opinion.
Mu and i went cycling on Saturday and i had a whale of a time. However, we now both have sunburns. I have the most ridiculous tan line (burn line would be more appropriate, really) on both my arms as i was wearing a t-shirt, rather than a spaghetti top, which she wore. I had no idea in the least when we set out on our cycling expedition that the sun was capable of wreaking such damage that day. Yeah, it was nice and sunny, but it wasn’t exactly parching. I didn’t even feel the heat when we were cycling; granted, we were moving quite fast and it was pretty windy. I didn’t perceive in the slightest that i was burnt until i rolled up my sleeves. I’m red as a lobster on the lower three quarters of my arms and white on top, and i look like Bozo the clown because of my very red nose. I suppose i should be grateful though, that i don’t have a white patch on my back where my ponytail was, like she does! I do, nevertheless, have a white line on my left wrist where my hair tie was.
As i mentioned in my previous post, cardboard is dangerous. It’s perfectly capable of cutting skin. I experienced this once more just now. And i really do mean just now. I was running around the house and i ran into a huge cardboard box that had just been opened. (We have a new baking thingamajig that arrived today. It weighs a ton and i couldn’t lift it, even if i wanted to. Apparently, it does everything from making pasta to liquidising stuff. The thing that impressed me the most though, at least as far as i bothered to read on the flyer inside, is that it can make profiteroles!) Well yes, i ran into the large box and i have two massive, parallel paper cuts just above my left knee. My eyesight must be deteriorating at a ludicrous rate if i’m able to collide with such an enormous box that a normal person could well have spotted a mile away.
I just realised that i have a template for my blog entries. They always come with something about food, something about an injury, something about TV, all sandwiched unskillfully between absolutely random thoughts that have nothing to do with each other. My lack of originality disgusts me.
life's a picnic 