Archive for July, 2005

Wednesday — 12 Jamadi us Sani 1426 — 29 Asadha 1…

Wednesday — 12 Jamadi us Sani 1426 — 29 Asadha 1927 — 20 July 2005

Excellent weather. Excellent excellent weather. Windy. Cloudy. Cool.

Excellent.

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Saturday — 01 Jamadi us Sani 1426 — 18 Asadha 19…

Saturday — 01 Jamadi us Sani 1426 — 18 Asadha 1927 — 09 July 2005

I dont know what to write. I have been sitting infront of the screen for ten minutes. I have been thinking about blogging once I got the time on Saturday (for the more stupid amongst you, today). But now that I am sitting infront of my screen I have no idea what to write.

Does this mean that there is something wrong with me? Does this mean that I am slowly and gradually becoming dull and boring? Does this mean that I am less of a good lay now than I was in my college years?

Not at all. This just means that I like to think about things that happen around me. Even if they are so frikking stupid that I should be drawn and quartered for wasting fifteen seconds of human thought on the subject. And mind you I mean fifteen seconds from the cumulative human thought over eons.

That said, I think I can indeed at times say things that I want to. But, oh well. I shall shut up and go back to watching immoral visual elements over the internet!

Sunday — 25 Jamadi ul Awwal 1426 — 12 Asadha 192…

Sunday — 25 Jamadi ul Awwal 1426 — 12 Asadha 1927 — 03 July 2005

Learning, learning and learning. My life has become one long series of learning experiences.

And now that I have the intellectual bull shit out of the way. How the hell are all of you? I am super fantastic. I drink a gallon of coffee to keep awake and that makes me over excited all the time. Even then some of my friends tell me that I seem duller than I was in college. Maybe it is just the alcohol slowly killing my brain cells. But then again, maybe it is age. No, not the negative kind. The positive kind that makes you seem more mature and under control as opposed to the super hyper excited freakazoid that I tended to be.

What the fuck am I rambling on and on about. Honestly, I dont know. I am sorry. I am so sorry.

With that out of the way. Karachi had been seeing some horrible heat and humidity until a couple of days ago. Then the weather changed. Cloudy and windy. Just the way I like it.

Oh, and the guy at work, the one who I thought was gay. He is gay and I think he wants me. So ill keep you all posted.

Oh and another thing. In case I find it possible. Morning blogging from tomorrow.