Fallen victim to one of those 'poking' fits that go around FB from time to time. I feel like a corpse that people have poked time and time again to see if I was alive. It feels.....oddly disgusting. Once upon a time the 'Poke' function on FB used to be fun. Those golden days of Poke, you 'poked' your friends ...
The Lady Grouch has not grouched in quite a long time, now has she? And I'm wondering why that is. I suppose the Lady is quite happy with the way things are right now. The past couple of weeks have not been so good (not so good as in not wanting to even blog about it not-good) with regards to ...
The weekend had been nonexistent. Things had just swished past with no trace at all to what had happened to the hours that usually drag by. The Lady had been dismayed. A novel awaits to be written, so does a collection of poetry to be edited and finalized. But before long the time has evaporated, like sweat before an ...
Simple people with simple needs. Go to school, find some work, earn, find a boy/girl with promising prospects, get married in a wedding that you cannot afford, build a house, get a car, make kids, force them into the same dreary rat race, get into debt in doing so, go partying, etc, etc. How very ordinary. It depresses me. ...
Not one to wallow in bottomless pits of misery and heartache, post heartbroken statements on social media and weep very publicly on my FB wall at the demise of celebrities that I hardly know. However, the death of Robin Williams managed to strike home. Brilliant actor that one. Grew up with his films and learned to love them, some ...
So here I am body hairless and eyebrow-less (well, relatively less) ready for the weddingS tomorrow. The chirpy girls at the salon who are supposed to do my makeup tomorrow (I do not own any makeup and do not enjoy wearing any except for black eyeliner - a bare essential) insisted that I be hairless to look pretty tomorrow for ...
I do not like funerals. They require me to be social. I actually prefer weddings to funerals. Thanks to the very loud music that is usually played at these occasions, one is not really required to talk to one another. One can often get away with just a smile and a nod on these occasions. But in funerals, everybody ...
Rediscovered one of my old lovers, one in whose arms I've received much pleasure and spent countless hours cuddling and nuzzling, one who has brought so much solace and carried me away to euphoric lands where no worry existed. I've missed you much my Reading. All these years I've avoided you, education, occupation and other obligations have kept me away. ...
Down with that abominable flu. Surviving on a diet of Marmite, pills and woodapple jam since yesterday. The only tastes that my taste buds will even remotely register is the utmost sweet and the acrid sour. Anything else just goes down as pure, awful bitterness at the base of the throat. Which automatically makes eating a real chore. Therefore the ...
Was on the road today only to be shooed aside by a honking, light-blazing host of vehicles, army personnel, big bulky bodyguards and all the paraphernalia while several important looking cars sped past us. It was just offensive the way they were shooing away other vehicles on the road, glaring and gesturing very rudely with hands at the vehicles that ...
Lady Grouchalot is covered from head to foot with bite marks, claw marks and scratch marks these days. And no, these are not the signs of domestic violence nor the marks of rough, wild, exciting sex (sigh) these are the signs of a very cute, but an absurdly hyperactive puppy-boo growing up. Introducing His Chewingness, Sir Frankenstein Poops-a-lot, named thus ...
Murphy's law is such that when you are late, even something as innocent and unsuspecting as a measly piece of curried chicken can charge at you, ruining your entire day. Happened this morning when a very unassuming and a very dead looking piece of chicken that was on my breakfast plate suddenly flew at me in a vengeful fury (obviously ...
Me is strangely philosophic tonight. Me is strangely restless too. Well, not that strange cz restlessness is sort of my second nature. It seems Christmassy already and its not even December yet. There is that warm, golden and deliciously syrupy feeling already in the air. Its so very exciting this sensation. Its like the world is getting ready for this ...
I'm a huge fan of horror movies, but that does not mean that I am not affected by the stupid decisions that they make. I do not sympathize with people who die in them. As I am continuously flabbergasted by how horrendously stupid these people are, I consider them to be an insult to humanity and therefore believe that ...
Judging by the rate that I am going, Mother Dearest is worried that I may empty the whole pantry (yes, even her "in case of apocalypse" stock). And NO, I ain't gobbling up whole polythene bags of flour or entire tins of condensed milk, its just that I am on one of those exhilarating cooking spells, the kind that makes ...
So the temple next door is having one of its lengthy and extremely noisy Bodhi Pooja's again. I can barely hear myself think. This is the 2000th one as I heard. (Yes, the 2000th, I kid you not). And they are being conducted by this super arrogant monk to whom Father Dearest fondly refers to as the බෝධි පූජා කොමසාරිස් ...
I had jam paan today. Nostalgic food. Brings a smile to my face everytime. The last time I had jam paan, I must have been about 6 years old. Jam paan those days were these weirdly shaped coarse buns (to be quite honest, they looked like oddly shaped feet to me) filled with these chemical tasting red coloured jam ...
Why, oh WHY is it that most institutions make it an utterly unnecessary ridiculous point to turn their air conditions on full blast even in the most spine glaceing weathers? I found myself wondering as I sat there shivering in my imaginary socks as I paid a visit to the doctor (I think his middle name is never-on-time) today to ...
Yet another glorious rant! It's been a while since I ranted away to my heart's content. Those of whom are bored out of their minds by random ranting, be warned. This is your cue to run several miles. Been a crazy two weeks. Weekend had been non-existent. Work had been (dare I say fun?) but exhausting, for the lack ...
Have you ever noticed the way women try to eat food without getting their lipstick smudged? It always makes me laugh, the way they open their mouths wide, draw back their lips and stick out their teeth (this reminds me of a cartoon horse that I've seen on TV) chomp off a gigantic bite (probably because this entire course of ...