Here's what happened.
My posts started sounding better than I intended them to. What happens when you write something nice is that people expect something better the next time. So I tried to follow this axiom to the best of my abilities only to be slowed down by the axiom itself: I didn't want to write something that wasn't long, exhausting and elaborate. Everytime I would think of something to write, i would promptly warm myself of how this idea wouldn't translate over to a good blog post. This continued to the point where I simply had no time to write anything. Static blog syndrome.
But I think i'm going to buck that trend. I'm gonna do crappy, small, and simplistic posts. Static blog syndrome was and still is, my 3rd mortal enemy (Holt Renfrew and Robarts Library being the top two.) I cannot let it win!
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Punk ass indians in contrast to: beautiful kashmiris
It's taking over: now don your desktop with it
Seinfeld
"I'll tell you another thing, Cosmo Kramer or whatever you want to be called, the kissing thing is over. There's no more kissing and I don't care what the consequences are!"
- Jerry, to Kramer, in "The Kiss Hello"
"This is going to be my first opportunity to not kiss her hello."
"What is the big deal about putting your lips on somebody's face?"
"It's the obligation. You know, as soon as this person comes in, you know you have to do this. I mean, if you could, say, touch a breast as part of the kiss hello, then I think I could see the value in it a little better."
"How about an intercourse hello? How would that be?"
- Jerry and Elaine, in "The Kiss Hello"
Family Guy
Peter: This party couldn't be better if Jesus was here.
Jesus: For my next miracle, I will turn water... into FUNK.
[set turns into disco]
Lois: Typical male fantasy. Women drinking beer. I can guarantee that a man made that commercial.
Peter: Of course they did. It's a commercial, not a delicious Thanksgiving dinner.
Conversations with AP
AP: what does kutti kamini mean
Me: its a swear word
Me: kutti = bitch
Me: kamini = miserly, however, colloquially its used in a very deragatory manner
AP: amazing
AP: basically i think my problem from the very beginning is this
AP: there's never any fucking food here
AP: once in the evening we have some ultra-hardcore desi dish my father likes
AP: the type they used to make decades ago in indian villages
Me: thats actually a legitimate problem
AP: we never have anything proper green or healthy
AP: up until last year, no cereal
AP: up until last month, nothing for breakfast asides from milk and....
AP: well nothing really
AP: my sisters have plenty of influence over my dad
AP: so they get him to buy some fucked up cocoa puffs cereal
AP: when i was a kid
AP: i think we bought cereal one time
AP: you realize we've never bought peanut butter, ever
AP: i've got yogurt, i think, sometimes we have yogurt
AP: we bought nutella last yr, first time ever
AP: man, that's the fucking problem
AP: ocassionaly i'm sent out to buy some essentials
AP: and my old man brings home some stufff he likes
AP: like crap weird vegetables cooked in salans without taste
AP: i feel pissed, all this rage of so many years, pent up
AP: you know right now, i thought i'd have some frosted flakes
AP: guess what?
Me: what?
AP: no milk
Currently Addicted to: The Roots feat. Erikah Badu - Baby You Got Me, 50 Cent/Game/Lloyd Banks/Tony Yayo/Young Buck - Hate It or Love It [G-Unit Remix], Tiesto - Barber's Adagio For Strings (Tiesto Mix), William Orbit - Barber's Adagio For Strings (Ferry Corsten Mix)
My posts started sounding better than I intended them to. What happens when you write something nice is that people expect something better the next time. So I tried to follow this axiom to the best of my abilities only to be slowed down by the axiom itself: I didn't want to write something that wasn't long, exhausting and elaborate. Everytime I would think of something to write, i would promptly warm myself of how this idea wouldn't translate over to a good blog post. This continued to the point where I simply had no time to write anything. Static blog syndrome.
But I think i'm going to buck that trend. I'm gonna do crappy, small, and simplistic posts. Static blog syndrome was and still is, my 3rd mortal enemy (Holt Renfrew and Robarts Library being the top two.) I cannot let it win!
Explore
Punk ass indians in contrast to: beautiful kashmiris
It's taking over: now don your desktop with it
Seinfeld
"I'll tell you another thing, Cosmo Kramer or whatever you want to be called, the kissing thing is over. There's no more kissing and I don't care what the consequences are!"
- Jerry, to Kramer, in "The Kiss Hello"
"This is going to be my first opportunity to not kiss her hello."
"What is the big deal about putting your lips on somebody's face?"
"It's the obligation. You know, as soon as this person comes in, you know you have to do this. I mean, if you could, say, touch a breast as part of the kiss hello, then I think I could see the value in it a little better."
"How about an intercourse hello? How would that be?"
- Jerry and Elaine, in "The Kiss Hello"
Family Guy
Peter: This party couldn't be better if Jesus was here.
Jesus: For my next miracle, I will turn water... into FUNK.
[set turns into disco]
Lois: Typical male fantasy. Women drinking beer. I can guarantee that a man made that commercial.
Peter: Of course they did. It's a commercial, not a delicious Thanksgiving dinner.
Conversations with AP
AP: what does kutti kamini mean
Me: its a swear word
Me: kutti = bitch
Me: kamini = miserly, however, colloquially its used in a very deragatory manner
AP: amazing
AP: basically i think my problem from the very beginning is this
AP: there's never any fucking food here
AP: once in the evening we have some ultra-hardcore desi dish my father likes
AP: the type they used to make decades ago in indian villages
Me: thats actually a legitimate problem
AP: we never have anything proper green or healthy
AP: up until last year, no cereal
AP: up until last month, nothing for breakfast asides from milk and....
AP: well nothing really
AP: my sisters have plenty of influence over my dad
AP: so they get him to buy some fucked up cocoa puffs cereal
AP: when i was a kid
AP: i think we bought cereal one time
AP: you realize we've never bought peanut butter, ever
AP: i've got yogurt, i think, sometimes we have yogurt
AP: we bought nutella last yr, first time ever
AP: man, that's the fucking problem
AP: ocassionaly i'm sent out to buy some essentials
AP: and my old man brings home some stufff he likes
AP: like crap weird vegetables cooked in salans without taste
AP: i feel pissed, all this rage of so many years, pent up
AP: you know right now, i thought i'd have some frosted flakes
AP: guess what?
Me: what?
AP: no milk
Currently Addicted to: The Roots feat. Erikah Badu - Baby You Got Me, 50 Cent/Game/Lloyd Banks/Tony Yayo/Young Buck - Hate It or Love It [G-Unit Remix], Tiesto - Barber's Adagio For Strings (Tiesto Mix), William Orbit - Barber's Adagio For Strings (Ferry Corsten Mix)
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btw, i'm dying to read part two to that deflowering post.
man i love that AP convo bout the cereal, builds up all this momentum and then it crashes down in two tiny words. amazing.
re: the firefox wallpaper :thumbsup:
and thanks for clearing up what kutti kamini meant. i dint wanna ask my mom.
And to AP, recommend him to Red Lobster, i hear their lobster fest is quite the dish :)
torontogurl
how u been? :)