Yet another friday

Umm…the end of another day…One more day to go before the weekend. How I love Friday night, knowing i won’t have to get up early. I love sleeping..not sleeping around..just sleeping. If I had my way, I would sleep and sleep and sleep.

Right now i am reading “One flew over the cuckoo’s nest”. And unexpectedly it is turning out to be quite a page turner. So i might even watch the movie after i finish the book.

Books, how I love books….It is one addiction I don’t want to kick…i am not much of a clothes or things person..but books, I canot resist..i look forward to the book fair….This time, i swear i will buy the short story collection of Maugham, no matter how expensive.

We had a pizza party as MD is going away to CA this weekend.
Called up home and talked to Mi. i hope everything works out for everyone. i hope…

After a long time, i figured out why i could not post..and so i am back..with a whimper...

Life has been, as usual, bitchy to me...with patches of kindness in between just so to let me want to go on..S got my candles i had sent to him and he finds them beautiful..umm..i miss making candles...i am too caught up in the mess that i have made of my life to find the inclination to want to do anything creative. But i miss the anticipation of taking the candle out of the mould and seeing my creation come alive...

i am waiting for the clock to strike 6 so i can make a respectable exit from the office...apart from making sure my code worked, i have done nothing worthwhile today..i did download some songs..and have been singing along all day...U2, cher, creed, matchbox 20, lata, bengali, manipuri songs...hah...

i can't wait to go back home and play games on the computer..at this rate, i am going to be blind pretty soon. i should re-start my braille lessons..i had managed to master the alphabet in braille a few months back..and now, i need to revise...

yeah, yeah..so i join the crowd and become a blogger..what else is left in life, you would think. But when you think about it, it sure is a nice way to vent your angst or whatever. And plus, you get a break from staring at the m/c on days when you don't feel like doing a thing you are supposed to do.

umm...so here i am, on a monday (like my fave cartoon character says "i hate mondays") banging away at the keyboards...musing about nothing in particular. Just wanting to get these "nothings" out of my system. Last week had been a pretty rough one, on every front..work, personal life..everything. Enough to make me spend the whole weekend in bed with books. And spend about 3 hours on the phone philosophising about life with another fellow wanna-be philosopher.

So we talked about life, about what it is that we want from life..about this thing called love, about expectations we know we should not have but still end up having, about fights...Sometimes, life does not ake sense at all. You try to figure it out, you think you have captured some essence of it, and then the next moment you are back at square one. Is it that we complicate life or life itself is complicated?

There is so much i want out of life, so many things i need to do, so many beautiful places to see. And sometimes i am scared i might not get to the end of my things-to-do-before-i-die list. Sometimes i just don't give a damn.