I Hate Luv Storys: Laugh-at funny

The worst movie I've seen in a very, very long time. Delhi 6 is better (when you disregard music, and I say this because Delhi 6's music was it's redeeming factor, while I Hate Luv Storys has none). Having said that, it's a brilliant movie to laugh at :) Paisa vasool, that way. Fish and I went with the girls (Aats and Woogs) after their, *ahem* respective rendezvous with their respective possible-future-paramours (or not, but I'm rooting for them, hee) (this is why this blog needs to be censored heavily :( ) and had a heck of a time laughing non-stop. After intermission, we even moved ahead and sat in one of the first few rows because there was nobody around there and laughed even more. Highly unruly behaviour such movies cause us to exhibit.

New Template, inter alia

I thought this would be an apt template given my life, at least for the next two years, is book(s?) ridden and all I talk about on this blog is mundane things from my life. I was also planning on shifting this blog to a more anonymous locale simply because I'd be free to mudsling without fear of being caught (i.e. talk about not so mundane things- in fact, far more interesting things), buahahaha. Might happen. Obviously I'm not going to tell if that does happen. The silver lining to my habitual prolonged absence is that nobody would miss me if I do vanish and start blogging elsewhere because I any way vanish for no good reason. Not like anybody stalks this blog :( but well, in all fairness, it had vanished from the autosaved links on my very own browser as well. Gah, I've abandoned my flippant dreams of earning pots of money from this super successful blog and never having to do any work work. In fact, this blog is now so very deserted, I think it's safe to generally go back to being mean- the way Pot of Thoughts started out as- without a worry. People like mother must be shooed off soon. Persistent stalker she is.

P.S.: This routine of vanishing and re-appearing for one odd post and then vanishing again has done wonders for the "Blog" label. This blog has never before received this much attention on this blog.

Spasm of Creativity...

...takes over during the time before exams. Also, I must now make a list about the next couple of months. Joy!

1. Go to Delhi (that part of the year when posts will be under "Delhi Times").

2. Freeze.

3. Buy new sweaters from Allen Solly to prevent solidification of blood (Allen Solly has this buy one get one free on its winter wear)

4. Visit people.

5. SHOP.

6. Watch Avatar (I know it's pathetic that I haven't yet, but I blame the fact that it's always house full :( )

Standard Delhi plan. This time around, Pengy would also be in Delhi for an internship. So we shall all meet and go shopping together! What fun.

Babyness

All of us may not have a baby voice, but some of us do. It comes most handy while tyring to get something out of people (especially when you sense that it's not something they'd yield to ordinarily), while apologizing (it takes a very hard heart to resist the force of Ze Babyness), while making a ridiculous point which cannot be made in adultspeak but is extremely important in that conversation (Illustration: when your argument primarily is that you think so and therefore it's so). Clearly, adultspeak cannot achieve these miraculous outcomes and therefore the importance of babyness must not be dwarfed. It shouldn't be expected of us (the illuminated ones who use this weapon often) to form a secret society to bond over our style of babyness. In fact, the fact whether one knows about your babyness or not is an indicator of how well they know you/ how well you've let them know you. So, why be adult when you can be baby?

New Template... In hope of developing good blogging habits

I am under a rather delusional impression that if I change my template to something refreshing, it would motivate me to blog more often. You see, in this spree of noticing patterns in my life, I have also noticed that I'd been the most content when I'd been blogging frequently. So this is an emergency side-post of sorts, to record this thought. I like purple so I hope to keep blogging to fill my life with more purple-ness. There. It's done. Have a good day!

Music and Productivity

I tend to be one of those who cannot for the life of her decide which band would have the distinction of being her "favourite". Neither can I listen to a particular band for weeks on end. I also cannot keep listening to new music because I simply cannot appreciate most music until I listen to it repeatedly, on loop, google the band, read about them and so on (not that my memory is very fond of retaining most of what I read). This process usually spans over a few days to a month or so- largely decided by the degree of my enchantment with the band. My current obsession is Death Cab for Cutie but I haven't been able to explore much of their music because of lack of access to well, most of their music. That's on my to-do list though, procuring their music. I think the most productive phases of my life have been those when I was constantly listening to new music. One possible explanation could be that it puts one's mind in motion and therefore it generally becomes more receptive and therefore, quicker and there more productive...?

Anyway, I also badly need to do an update on places to eat in Bangalore. NEED to update that tag. I've been to a couple of places since the last time I wrote on the subject.

Also, to spice things up- I shall bring to you the juciest details of recent exhibitions of Woogs' eccentricity. It's fascinating.... Next post.

Note to Self, Again

Don't lose control. Ever.

This blog is swiftly transforming into digital post-its to self.