a memoir of etchings and wanderings
Running a little low on self-fuelled inspiration, I’m taking up a NaBloPoMo prompt (Your cue to laugh at the acronym again – go ahead). I picked this up from Milan’s blog – she’s also doing the thirty day challenge J Apparently, American talk show host James Lipton asks these ten questions on his show – Inside the Actors’ Studio – and I’m going to answer them with as little thought … Continue reading “Rapid fire!” →
I’m terribly bored. I have no work. I will not ask for more. This weekend will not be fun. I don’t know where all the money has gone. So I invaded Richa’s blog to find another of the tag posts and at least this will help me spend half an hour of this very long Friday. 1. Where is your cell phone? On my deks :p2. Your significant other? There … Continue reading “Bored.com” →
The summers seem to be finally taking a toll. The fucking pest is back at home. I have no money. Even Pinterest feels a tad mundane. ALL. All of my pairs of jeans have tears. I took off from work last week, just because I was bored. Heavily insomnia struck. S.O.S.
I imagine these tag-posts were a rage when blogging was in its teenage years. I was not a part of the times, hence in a state of utter boredom, deriving smiles from this one I picked from one of my favourite blogs – Fuchsia. 1. What is your current obsession?Shankar Tucker! I cannot get enough of his music. 2. What are you wearing today?Buddh International Circuit t-shirt and jeans. 3. … Continue reading “Tag-it!” →