coping is quite difficult, as usual with a shrinking bank balance, hectic lifestyle and new abode. marking territories, boundaries and achievements hardly afford the time to write about the dialogues that run in my wired up mind. which is what brings me to the mental blog.
at the end of each day, i seem to need to 'wrap up' the events and conclude all the happenings on my way home. this monologue runs in my mind, right about the time i start to head back. sort of like a mental blog, with many many interesting and sarcastic jokes worthy of sharing. however the hitch is when i finally reach home, after the routine facebook and email checking, i shut down the computer and lie in bed. the interesting anecdotes of the day die an oblivious death as my eyelids drop and i fall asleep.
how many of you have got stuck in this infinite loop of almost non-existence? it is not something to be unhappy about, but i'm sure it is something of great concern to anthropologists and sociologists alike..
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ahem [clears throat].. this show is taking so long to start. Its been a long time since I got front row seats to this theater of interesting and sarcastic jokes worthy of sharing.. and you should know its full house.. ya it is. But an hour ago the crowd at the back were starting to get restless, pulling sponge out of the seats and throwing feces and popcorn at one another.. the ushers are trying their best to bring the situation are under control but are rapidly running out of tranquilizer darts. Unless.. [me? i don't want to get to get feces on my tux]
i don't quite understand... but it sounds as though there's an angry mob out there waiting to hurl faeces on me!
Quite simply it means.. "SAY SOMETHING!". Even though you didn't get it I'm a little relieved that my declining sense of humor was received somewhat.. ok. Didn't mean to defile or degrade your blog with the word feces. Feces,feeces... feeeeces. Okay I'll stop.
*phew...
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