I hardly ever cook. I have lived away from home for the last 9 years and during that time I must have cooked thrice. Once for the once love of my life. It took me the whole day to shop for stuff - onions that later rotted and had to be thrown away, big packets of spices that never came out of the pantry again, knives that I hope the future residents of the house used. I think I did a pretty good job but the Indian spices were too much for the white boyfriend. I have cooked maybe one time since then.
Maybe boredom is a good thing -I am going to start cooking again, for myself this time. Maybe it really is as therapeutic as some people make it sound. Aloo, gobhi, matar - watch out!
Friday, May 29, 2009
Today I'm wallowing in : Boredom
It's summer. It's hot. Seriously, I didn't know it got so hot in the 'West'. And what's with all the rain?
Anyway, so I have just started my internship in the small town where I live. Most of my class mates have gone off to more interesting places. And I'm stuck here and surrounded in boredom. It's almost like a physical presence. All these years, I have avoided blogging. It's ironic that I've given in and it's because I'm depressingly bored. Ha! I'm supposed to be working- test my knowledge, use all the tools from my tool-kit but today is not the day.
Between checking perezhilton and facebook, I chat with friends on Gtalk. Please will someone send out a memo listing DUMB and NOT DUMB status messages? No one wants to read your lame status -it shouldn't be out there. If anything, it's hurting your image so get it off! (Rant no 1 completed)
(Rant no. 2 begins) Boys! I don't get them. I thought I did but the ones I've met here clearly belong to a different league. I don't understand all these mixed signals and I'm not the chasing type. So I end up hurt and confused. For 3 days. Then another boy surfaces and the cycle repeats. Fucking fucked-upness.
Anyway, so I have just started my internship in the small town where I live. Most of my class mates have gone off to more interesting places. And I'm stuck here and surrounded in boredom. It's almost like a physical presence. All these years, I have avoided blogging. It's ironic that I've given in and it's because I'm depressingly bored. Ha! I'm supposed to be working- test my knowledge, use all the tools from my tool-kit but today is not the day.
Between checking perezhilton and facebook, I chat with friends on Gtalk. Please will someone send out a memo listing DUMB and NOT DUMB status messages? No one wants to read your lame status -it shouldn't be out there. If anything, it's hurting your image so get it off! (Rant no 1 completed)
(Rant no. 2 begins) Boys! I don't get them. I thought I did but the ones I've met here clearly belong to a different league. I don't understand all these mixed signals and I'm not the chasing type. So I end up hurt and confused. For 3 days. Then another boy surfaces and the cycle repeats. Fucking fucked-upness.
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