February 18, 2012 – 1:09 am
The Shah: Yes. Thank you. You’re a bridge. me: and you’re a troll instant attraction The Shah: Stop flirting with me. Mrs. troll will claw your eyes out. me: ehm. you started it you called me a bridge . The Shah: That’s true. me: but you’re right i shouldnt have been swayed so easy (pun. [...]
January 12, 2012 – 10:05 am
SD: I don’t care I’m sick of pakistani boys and their mama drama. 4nd: woah 4nd: imagine a world where paki boys had baby mamas 4nd: the drama scale would explode SD: Yea. Except the only baby mamas they can ever have babies with are their own mamas.
September 8, 2011 – 12:45 am
SD: Jesus was 32 when he died. what have you done with your life? me: uh… uh… well, i know i havent written a book… SD: Jesus was 32 when he died. what have you done with your life? me: uh… i have followers on twitter (?)
i met up with le ol’ gang after a very long time last night. a very long time. mouts: arent you going to eat anything? me: nah, i just had some cake from dubai mall. mouts: bloomingdales? me: heh, yeah mouts: red velvet with cream cheese? me: err… yeah…? mouts: you’re so predictable. me: what [...]
Ten days and no blob. What FAIL. It’s not that im super busy. It’s a combination of things like not having time at work to goof off (imagine that, tough luck, han?), or the energy, brain bower or internet at home to come up with something worthy. Oh. And somewhere along the last week, I [...]
“Get up, we’re going to get groceries,” Owl said shortly after I returned from work. “*Long suffering sigh* Does that mean I have to wear pants?” was my pained response. There are some days you just don’t feel like wearing pants. Yesterday was one of them. I’d been properly attired ALL day, and I just [...]
disclaimer: i typed out the following blog last week and still think it deserves to go up. just as a reminder to myself that i need to be less forgiving of jerks i keep around myself. I don’t like talking. And I believe I can count on my fingers the number of people I [...]
so i banged snoopy up pretty bad today. like really bad. i mean, in comparison, this incident seems like a joke. which it was, considering i DID get the scratches out using brake oil :) this time around, i’ve exceeded expectations like no expectations were ever exceeded before. so i msged owl saying, hey, guess what! [...]
my brain is EX-PLODING! ha.ha. geddit? “ex” ploding? me: *sigh* i’ve pissed him off real bad, he hasnt msged in 3 days. owl: good. he’s a jerk. me: maybe i should msg him? something like “i love you” owl: HEMLOCK!!!!!1!!11!!!22@!!@!! NO! me: what? then i’ll be like, “sorry, wrong window” i passed out around midnight [...]
chatting with my brother a few weeks ago, our conversation went something like this: me: BHAIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ze: Jeeee me: ive started smoking. like, for real. :D ze: Wow How did this happen? and when? I thought u had tried and failed so many times :p me: i found the right ones lol [insert brand name] [...]
“hemlock! he’s a super sweet guy, please dont corrupt him!” – friends, asking me not to … break a friend of theirs. but… but…!!! why would you say such a thing? 0_o oh, and also, jordanian – check. [keeping a track is now getting REALLY difficult. did i ever tell you about the tunisian/iranian mix? [...]
when i grow up, i want to be so rich, that i can rent men… to destroy my 6-month old lamborghini gallardo with sledgehammers. — when i grow up and i’m 81 and have degenerative arthritis, i want to take a roadtrip like these guys: — when i grow up and become someone important, i want [...]
so you live under a rock and dont know what justin bieber looks like. the internet hates him because he’s “cute”, and “famous”. and makes everyone else who hasnt catapult to fame overnight or been discovered by usher feel worthless. at this point, it’s about how he’s become an international symbol for ridicule. the internet facilitates and [...]
“so long and thanks for all the fish.” heh. you’re welcome.
Pay my respects to grace and virtue Send my condolences to good Give my regards to soul and romance, They always did the best they could And so long to devotion You taught me everything I know Wave goodbye Wish me well.. You’ve gotta let me go – the killers “So habibi, ask me anything.” [...]
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