ever lived alone? i mean alone alone? i am right now the master of well...a 2 bedroom apartment and without a room mate. have to get through summer this way. first few days, the empty room seemed to tease me. so i threw all my junk in there (robin ...if u are reading...ur rooms trash now..!!!)
then suddenly i realised...i am master of my domain. i cant recollect where the hell i got this catchy phrase from. (someone help). i think i heard this on some show or maybe one of george carlin's gems. either way...i am right now realising the fact that i partially control the destiny of a few square feet of real estate. its another matter that i pay through my nose to do it...but i wont realise it till ...maybe the end of the month, when the nose part comes into play. am making a list of things to do when i am alone: cook in the buff, maybe actually clean this damn dump, redecorate (haha..am losing my mind), invite strangers over, have a party and trash the place,....
heard the audio from the 9/11 commission. brought a chill to the spine. not that i am a very sensitive kind, but hearing a killer talking to his victims when he alone knows the crime to be brought upon them is ...well, fiendish. the first thing i remembered when i heard this tape was strangely thane in india. more specifically a sad bus stop that no longer exists. thats where i was when i heard the news.
wrote this blog over a few hours. kept the window open and typed in it on and off. might do this, much better than trying to cram in a day's memories in a few minutes.
btw...what do u get when you throw a grand piano on a) a army base b) mine
a) flat major b)a flat miner
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