I’m still a corporate dirtbag.
Himesh came and went and I could not see the show.
Being a corporate dirtbag means working long hours, tolerating nonsense from american woman, service with a pretentious smile, commuting from one halli to another, n coming home to fight with everyone around me.
I’ve managed to log on to the secret network few folks at work know about, so to console my blogger friends who, I’d like to believe, were suffering from TQ withdrawal symptoms, I have composed the following blogposts in my head:
1. Clone Theory
4. Bond Girl
5. Just In
ya I’m being so cool by only revealing the titles of the post….but now I am gonna play a fun game
(anj – “entertain me!”)
Try and figure out what each post might be about…let’s just call this game ‘word association’ for now..hehehe…I’ve been told I’m predictable…so this should be easy….
if that’s too boring, tell me what you want me to write about
As a reward, I shall …
sorry – no reward…I’m only looking to entertain myself.