91st - ending on a happy note

Tink says:
hay zaff... u have mccafe?
sixth lie says:
i don't buy coffee from mcdonalds, no why? is it good?
Tink says:
i said... do u have mcafee lol dork

...it was a funny moment, that's all.

Lately, my summer has been sucking something serious. This is for a few reasons. One. All my friends are gone and the ones here are generally unavailable due to new relationships still being in their gross stage or very old moldy relationships in their oh-god-i-wasted-my-good-years-with-you stage and the single ones seem to be trying extra hard to find someone. Whichever way you decide to go, none of it is very comfortable. It's all very hormonal. So, I'm lonely - not in the romantic sense, just in the general sense. I have learnt that most girls my age are relatively insane and not the fun kind. When I find the one that's the right mix of neurosis, insanity, princessery, boyishness, intelligence, maturity/immaturity, flirtiness, girliness, a bunch of other 'iness'es, pyromania, ego, temperament, and looks - I'll get right on that. Yes, looks are important. Whomever says they aren't are lying or have been blind from birth and don't know any better.

So, there was some unpleasantness between me and a good friend of mine. I believe I mentioned this in a previous blog as well. This was weeks ago, mind you. I'm noticing that I'm still not entirely over it. I'm still a wee stand-offish about the whole thing. It's fun how very pallid comment on something managed to upset me to such a point when I'm normally so easy going. Any thoughts?

Remember that episode of Third Rock from the Sun where the bald dude whose name slips my mind gets addicted to the internet? So it's been a week now that I don't have internet at home. - DICK!! - that's his name. I knew that I knew it. How could I forget. I loved that show. Anyway, I feel so socially disconnected, it's sad. Caroline has been keeping me amused online for the past few days. She's good online people. That previous sentence might be the lamest compliment I have ever paid someone.

The BIG Tennessee trip is now exactly one week and a few hours away and the plans still aren't set. Realistically, they're not gonna be set till Thursday afternoon about five minutes before we leave. I'm really looking forward to it. Even though I'm not sure if I'm going to make it on time anymore because I might not be leaving on Thursday as planned because someone named my brother can't give me a straight answer. But hopefully, all will go as planned or not planned but work out alright anyway.

I rate this blog a 4 out of 10.


ZQ

90th - Hell Damn Fart!

Just a quick note before we get started - Guys who piss all over the toilet seat. Just a reminder, you can aim the thing. If you still manage to piss all over everything including yourself, you clearly are undeserving of a penis and should pee sitting down like a bitch.

I had this whole blog worked out and now I can't remember any of it. I just got home. Asmar graduated today! YAY ASMAR! We went to this Dimitri's - a dessert place for those who don't know - and they have the worst service ever. It doesn't help that you know the guy who is your server because then you feel vaguely guilty about leaving a shitty tip and stuff but whatever, shit service.

We had a whole fun discussion about golfing on Fathers Day and whether fathers should be able to go in the morning and gold for a few hours with their buddies - without the kids. Every guy, except Bilu pretty much agreed what a father, on fathers day should be able to do as he pleases. I also would like to add the point, it is not ignoring the kids all day. Tee off at 8am means home by 1pm, latest. Rest of the day for kids stuff. Opinions?

So I bought a whole bunch of shit today because I was bored and then had to very promptly return it because it was just a stupid thing to do. Where the hell are Momin and Shivali when I do these things? Yes, I'm blaming them entirely. They know I have zero ability to exercise any form of self control in front of shiny things. Especially when they're red.

This blog has been pretty pointless. I'm sorry. I really can't remember all the cool stuff I wanted to blog about.


ZQ

89th - the pits

yes, it's written. note - you can click on the pages to make it bigger and therefore more legible.


One tree died in the writing of this blog. Possibly a raccoon - I'm not sure what the hell that bump was.