I don't have the faintest idea why I am becoming a child again. The fetish for pens, pencil-cases and other stationery items is reviving itself to the point of zenith. Just last day, I made a dash to ODYSSEY and checked it out. Actually I am still recuperating from a shock : 11000 bucks worth of bolt ..The lappy needs to be repaired and so the currency notes would have to be spilled out. Around this time, yesterday, I gotta know that such a huge lumpsum would drain from my pockets .. I was so shocked that I vented it by buying notebooks, pens.. etc.. When I am angry, I shop. Loss of money makes way for expenditure of still more and more money.
I have caught cold and I got no hankies. The spate of bad luck continues..
This morning, I got stuck in a jam...
How much more bad can things get?
( A faint voice within me says, "Just wait. You got no idea"
I am bidding my time. Help me, Lord!!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
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