It's Enough to Make You Wear a Paper Bag Over Your Head

yesterday, late into the night, i spent an inordinate amount of time googling bollywood movie actresses. i didn't even particularly want to but once i started, i couldn't stop.







photos courtesy of Bollywood Movies.

now it's only tuesday and i'm tired and i have a major complex.

about things that only reincarnation and karma could resolve. PHEW for being a hindu. hollatcha eastern religions.

purgatory and/or eternal damnation just don't cure the superficial blues quite the same.

speaking of hell, i need to stop spewing so much hate. lest my first apartment have brimstone flooring. great for cleaning up spills though. seriously, i need to stop being sarcastic and start hugging more.

stop, drop and hold. that's my new mantra.

stop the vitriol.
drop the attitude.
hold your neighbor. (with a consent form)

let's see how long this will last.

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courtesy of All Consuming.

on a happy holidays note, i did get a special seasonal espresso drink during lunchtime. i was so excited about it that when i sipped it and it failed to meet my expectations, i had to cover for reality and do a little happy dance of euphoric joy. when it continued to not meet my expectations and started to make me feel nauseous, i boldly proclaimed "it's not you, it's me" and somberly deleted its number from my cellphone. i still finished it though because the country of aparna does not have a budget surplus, if you catch my drift. sorry for the deluge of metaphors. they are so cozy and warm though.