Let's dig something other than our noses. :p

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!

Ha. That felt good.

It's been a crazy few days at work. And when you're having these crazy days, don't you just feel like yelling out loud for a good two-three minutes and letting it all out? When I was in Red FM, I used to go into one of the sound-proof studios and scream for a while. It used to feel SO good. No such luck now. Stupid corporate atmosphere. :( And if I scream inside my house, my neighbours will think my roomie's murdering me.

Can I go just once more? Please? Just once, promise!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!


Ok, let's move on, shall we?

It's raining awards in my little blogsville. :) I was given my third award by Loony, DawnZhang and Anvita. Thanks dearies!


There's apparently a drill to follow.
1 ) Gratefully accept this award.
2 ) Link the wonderful person you received it from.
3 ) Post 3 interesting facts about yourself.
4 ) Pass this award around to, at-least, 5 blogs you dig.
5 ) Notify them.

Check and check.

I've already shared so much about myself here that 'interesting' will start to seem boring now. So I'll keep it brief this time (Ya ya, I heard that sigh of relief).

1) I have this uncanny knack for digging out crappy music videos. They just happen to me, it's a mystery! I was once searching for Ali Haider's 'Purani Jeans', but instead, stumbled upon this. Some videos are already hugely popular by the time I watched them, but I go one step ahead and dig more. And then sit and enjoy videos like this, this, and this. Although, I actually do admire Wilbur Sargunaraj's guts.
P.S:- Should I even bother talking about Silsila and Rathri Shubharathri?

2) I LOVE graffiti t-shirts. My favourite one is a (formerly) white one with "The girl of your nightmares" written in the front. I wore it till it changed colour to brown. :/ But I still wear it at home.

3) I totally drool over guys with biceps. Not the beefy John Abraham types, but the lean Surya and Sonu Sood types. Instant drool. Just like some guys look at a girl's chest while talking to her, I look at a guy's biceps while talking to him (if they're worth looking at, that is). Ya I know, I would give any woman's rights activist a heart attack.
P.S:- Have I told you that I've met Surya and clicked a picture with him? Buhahahaha. :D

I'm too tired right now to give the award to five other bloggers- honestly. Please don't think I'm a snob. I dig each and every blog that I'm currently following. Sorry for the rule-breaking. :(


P.S 1:- Is anyone else sick and tired of reading about Anna Hazare? The trend seems to be changing. Till about a week ago, people were falling over their own feet to support him. They were putting up status messages, starting events, creating pic badges, writing notes, liking pages and what not. Now they are digging up nasty newspaper reports about him and the Lokpal Bill and re-posting on their walls. But still, he's just all over the place. If he were a younger hotter-looking guy, I would probably be dreaming about him by now, maybe running around a few trees and singing songs. Here's a journalist's perspective about it.

P.S 2: Look what I made last Saturday. :)

And yes, all the parties who dared to eat it, including me, are doing absolutely fine. Thankyouverymuch.

P.S. 3: I bought a new camera! Yay me. :)

P.S 4: I think I got this P.S.-affliction from Priyanka. Damn you woman! :/

Now join me while I aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!