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Day 10,068 – Tuesday – 19 Chaitra 1930 – 30 Rabi ul Awwal 1429 – 08 April 2008

So, after much ado. After being hounded by people for the past two weeks. I got my hair cut today. As always, the fucking idiots left the side burns of different lenghts. One is slightly lower than the other. And of course the angle of the lower cut edge with the central axis of the face is different as well. Idiots. I did not tip the guy well. After shaving for years and years even I can get a very straight cut on my goatee and sideburns. How difficult is it for you if you do this for work? Not so much. With Jalal focussing on all the wrong things, you must wonder after my sanity, and I would like to thank you all for your severely mis placed concern.

You should be talking about the excessive dating that has been going on recently. I met him last night as well.

But, today, whilst having lunch with friend, one of them was quite excited and kept talking. And all that was going on in my mind was “why is she talking so much, she is grabbing all the attention, maybe if I talked a lot I could get the attention, attention is everything, it is energy, maybe I should start talking now, focus everything towards myself”. Then I stopped. Then I thought about what I was thinking. It scared me. Maybe I am completely psychotic.

This is so bad.

Smorgasbord

Sunday – 16 Safar 1429 – 05 Phalgun 1929 – 24 February 2008 

My belief in the existence of a supreme being, lovingly called God from now on, has been strengthened in the past couple of days. I have suddenly been put through a set of extremely varied experiences since Friday morning. I am sure this God person wants to show me ways to love what he has created. If only he worked this hard to get me sex with Mark Wahlberg, I am sure my belief in him would be awakened beyond all previous records.

So, I go to work on Friday. Over excited about how things are working out, doing my mental calculations. And then a sand storm hit the city, and wham, I am in the loo coughing, sneezing and feeling miserable. My boss thinks I am trying to avoid work. And, I am trying to tell him that he can get a clue from my red eyes and the fact that I have tears dripping from my chin that there is something wrong with me. No, you idiots, slow brained cows, I was not crying, I got a fucking eye infection. I hate infections of all kinds. Though I do like the odd cold, makes me feel sexy. Perverted; but sexy.

Then comes Saturday, I go on an interesting date, the guy does NOT like me. He does NOT like me at all. AT ALL. I am sure you all see the excessive capitalization. I liked him. But, he DEFINITELY did not like me.

So, to get over that, I went to a book store. My old nemesis. I have to decide on a small amount, and then try not to exceed ten times that figure. But, this time I really did go overboard, and bought books worth about 23% of my take home salary and about 16% of my total salary. Crazy, weird, insane? Yes please, with an added dollop or fat free creme. And this is exactly why I have to take someone else along with me when I go shopping. I would max out my card buying stupid cup holders when I know I dont need them.

I think ill just put up a huge sign on my office table “Therapy needed here”. Because, as of now, I dont feel anything else can define me so well.

And then, I went crabbing at night. Amazing experience. The whole family went. And of course, eating at least 25 crabs and 25 shrimp is not a general human’s idea of fun, but when you have practically frozen solid because of the full blast cold freeing winds the only thing you can think of is eating. Eating to your heart’s content.

Ugghhhhhhh. I think I need to sleep today!