Quote of the Day
“This guy is on my ass like a thong!!”
-Deja, referring to the car behind her while driving through heavy ice and snow
Quote of the Day
“hot in any color – is still hot”
-Jon, referring to the fact that regardless of the race of a woman…… hot is still hot.
Here’s a very good video that Arshy sent me. Note- in most instances I find it annoying as hell when people send me videos online? Why? Because they suck. This is most probably because I have a very odd sense of humor, etc. (I esp don’t find babies cute thanks.)
Anyway, this one has to do with Islam, and even though I’m not Muslim, I got most of the jokes and the film is shot rather well. So check it out.
-v
So less than 12 hours to my flight to America, and I’m sitting here wondering, “I should probably start packing, huh?”
What’s the big deal with packing, people? Really– seriously now. I mean unless you’re a designated carrier of holiday gifts for 30 people, it really shouldn’t be all that hard. I learned to pack (I think) back when I was 17–
And you’re done in 20 minutes, tops. But the way people go about it and even STRESS about it, it’s as if it’s supposed to be some major brain surgery. Having done hundreds of brain surgeries myself for victims–err– patients who come to me, I’ll say that this is clearly *not* brain surgery.
Just a matter of shoveling your closet into your suitcase, locking it up, and going.
Now getting your HAIR done in the morning. Now that takes a while. (Side note- except for me now because I have a mohawk again. All for Vinni.)
IM of the Day
Sharanya: may all the camels of arabia unite and kick u
in the crotch
So my mom told me yesterday that I was spoiled by India. Whaaa..??
You know what? She’s right. Here lemme explain.
See, Aparna makes the best coffee I’ve ever tasted. It’s strong, sweet, and still has cream/milk too. Jojin also makes a badass cup of joe and I’m very happy with it. As a result, I’ve totally given up on making coffee. I can make a whole barrage of just about anything in the kitchen – from appetizers to main courses to entrees, and just about any cuisine you desire- , but the one thing I’ve never been able to make is a decent cup of coffee.
I was telling my mom last night that I don’t even try coffee because I’ve got these two, and she told me that I’m spoiled. She recalled how back in America, I used to wake up every morning at my apartment, make an omelet, french toast, waffles, pancakes, whatever. Along with that pour some fresh juice, and I’m out. But here, I don’t eat breakfast. Or lunch. Why? Because I just wait for someone to make some coffee. Once I have that coffee, I basically just wait until dinner. I know I know, it’s a horrible diet I have. But at night, I just go out and have dinner at a local restaurant that has dirt cheap food. Weird.
So India has spoiled me. Never thought I’d be claiming that.
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