Just so you know, my life in the parallel universe is occupying far too much of time. Travel time has doubled thanks to a switch in office premises (with no relocation or disturbance allowance, I might add), so I though I should let you in on my day (stop yawning already! i haven't even begun!!)
Buskers - The firang version of our train singers. A lot of them are very talented - much like our home grown variety, and of course we have a fair bit of Godawful screechers as well - again, much like home. The difference? it's all in the presentation, baby!
Ah! Poems on the underground. An endless source of amusement.
I'm not being pessimistic- The Glass IS empty!
On the way back home. It's all a blur by this time
8 comments:
I just connected the empty glass and tbe blur on the way back?
drinking problem haan?
aiiyooo finally she wakes up! yay
Finally a post! What is keeping youy sooooo busy, meydumm? Don't point to the post plizz...I'll just repeat the question.
how hardly ewe worrks blossomes. waat worrks ewe doos? pliss tell ur manager if he ees offendings and making ewe worrk hardly.
iyer: *sigh* if only! that would have been such a pleasant way to pass out at the end of the day!
loca: hmmm... yes, but the question is, for how long? what if i'm suffering from incurable somnabulism??
smithy: call me up and find out - you have my cochin number - just sent it to you today.
bloom: ais.ais. offending manager... that ees being the problem. i yam offending him lots.
After a looong time.Nice one though.
HOmecooked: thank ewe... but now i'm hungry... erm.. excuse me while i grab a pack of chips...
Can't believe I forgot... happy bday to Pickwick
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