I’m extremely good at procrastination! And today was a prime example. Blogging is less shitty than the day. Also, I just noticed the backlog of all the draft ideas I yet have to write about. Currently, I am just drifting away with the wind. Earlier, I was warned against making efforts for short term results. Its about time I heed that advice. I shall try resorting to tricking my subconscious into working part-time from now on. 😀

The morning sun was illustrious hence I basked in its warmth for an hour or two. Later came the commotion of “need-to-email-ASAP.” Hence, here I am blogging in hollowness (is that even a word?) another blank opus. Now that my net connection has been disconnected due to non-payment (yes, I am one of those people too) this might be my last post for a long long time. Not that anyone gives a flying phlegm! Anyways, I came across this hilarious text earlier today. It’s called “Next Life” by Woody Allen.

In my next life I want to live my life backwards. You start out dead and get that out of the way. Then you wake up in an old people’s home feeling better every day. You get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension, and then when you start work, you get a gold watch and a party on your first day. You work for 40 years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You party, drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous, then you are ready for high school. You then go to primary school, you become a kid, you play. You have no responsibilities, you become a baby until you are born. And then you spend your last 9 months floating in luxurious spa like conditions with central heating and room service on tap, larger quarters every day and then Voila! You finish off as an orgasm! I rest.

And with that final laugh, I bid my audience farewell.



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