Tuesday, November 30, 2010

On Smokers

After going from a nice ‘Please don’t smoke near me’ to a more assertive ‘No no! You smoke here. I'll stand there,’ then graduating to a semi-aggressive-putting-my-foot-down-but-still-putting-the-onus-on-someone-else, ‘If you’re going to smoke, stay the hell away from me,’ I rose to a ‘You're smoking? Ok. I’m going to stay the hell away from you,’ and so on, I have never been more thankful for a prescription, than a few weeks ago, when it was put down in writing, by a medical practitioner (of great repute,) that I had to stay away from smokers.

That way, no one's an asshole and I can validate being an utter prude.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Visuals for Voyeurs

The Earth is brought back from the brink of extinction everytime we laugh
...
And so,
as I turned two five,
we laughed,
at each other,
for each other,
with each other,
and saved the planet!

What Superpower Would You Want?

Regular Friday night in office, debauchery and discussing Superpowers we'd like to have...

trippyhippy: I want to be so strong, so incredibly strong just so that I can break people's faces!
basakbabies: Aye how stupid. You don't need a superpower for that, you need a baseball bat!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

A Gif Gift

I make things for people most of the time.
So it's only normal that i'd appreciate it tremendously, if things were made for me.
Even it was a .gif.
Thanks to the mad talented BB.
No one has ever made me a gift or a gif before.
P.S: Also, there's a giant XO there for a split second before the 'happy birthday.' Did you notice?

You're such a 'matron'

Everybody who's lived in a hostel will insult someone by calling them a matron.
Everybody who's lived in a hostel will feel insulted when someone calls them a matron.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Armistice

When the lights are coming out,
And I come down in your room,
Our daily compromise,
It is written in your signed armistice.
And when the lights are cutting out,
And I come down in your room,
Well well decide as always,
Here is your signed armistice.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

"Put them in the fridge"

Routine conversation with BB

Me: See my calves are so strong. Touch them.
BB: No.
Me: Why?
BB: Howcome you dont have that thing...
Me: Nail polish
BB: Ya. Nail polish...on your toe nails?
Me: Coz i took it out and didnt have time to put it back
BB: Howcome?
Me: Coz it takes too much time to dry and you have to sit still till it dries and all...
BB: Which is hard for you to do.
Me: Yes.
BB: Put it in the fridge
Me: What?
BB: Put your feet in the fridge
Me: Like? Lie on the floor and have my feet inside
BB: Yeah. Lie down, and chill on the floor till it dries
Me: Ya, my mother will kick me out of the kitchen if I do that
BB: Ya, you should get married
Me: What?! Why?
BB: So that you can buy your own fridge and put your feet inside it. Then no one can say anything.
Me: O yaah!

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

I paint so much better...

I paint so much better when I'm in love. Or in like. Or driven by my affection towards the object of my affection.
Is this a good thing?
Who cares!
I love the outcome.