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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!

Oilspill

Sunday – 18 Jamadi us Sani 1424 – 26 Sravana 1925 – 17 August 2003 

well first of all i have a blinding pain in a teeth on the right side of my jaw. there is a cavity and i am going go to the dentist soon. but it is hurting me very much. too much that i cannot concentrate to write.

i went to the beach in karachi to see for myself the oil spill. HORRIBLE!!!. the sea was brown with the oil. the sand was all black. there was a horrible smell. there was slight taste and touch to the air. and also it stung my eyes. it is a complete enivronmental disaster on the karachi coast. all major news networks have been screaming about it for days.

i have started to attend weekend classes for a test. one of the major shocks is that i am very satisfied with the teachers. two of them are amazing. i already have huge crushes on both of them the bitch that i am. except for that i liked the exposure that i got. i think we should try stuff like this. makes you meet new people and opens up your mind.

Muscles

Saturday – 17 Jamadi us Sani 1424 – 25 Sravana 1925 – 16 August 2003

oh my god

can not type. full body cramps . can not type. exercise yesterday. OUCH! my neck . OUCH! my thumb. OUCH! my breasts (sic ????????)

gottago

good to hear from you nyc people. OUCH! my 6 pack (sic ???????)