Ooooo can blog from phone now !!! What a Bond I am !!!
On a side note, where is the thunderstorm the weatherman promised me ?
Thursday, 22 July 2010
Thursday, 15 July 2010
Avoidance
Spain is a stupid team. World Cup is a stupid cup.
Prediction for 2014: Argentina vs. Germany finals. Argentina wins.
You may leave if you disagree.
Prediction for 2014: Argentina vs. Germany finals. Argentina wins.
You may leave if you disagree.
Saturday, 26 June 2010
In Which I Turn Into an Unappreciated Cook (?!?!?!WhoKnew?!?!?!?!)....
So...Every (almost) weekend, I find myself awake at an ungodly hour in a "what new cool thing can I make for breakfast?" tizzy ! Cooking, it seems is my latest passion and I am going to enjoy this phase till it lasts !
Today I made Orange Muffins (SO yummy) and we had muffins and chai for breakfast.
Last weekend was Applesauce French Toast with fresh strawberries.
And before that, there was Banana Cinnamon Pancakes with maple syrup !
And yet, the boy tells me, and I quote, "I love you, just a little bit, not a lot". Hmm.
Monday, 14 June 2010
Didn't See That Coming, Didjyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaa ?!
So the other day, while reading a random blog, I discovered that the name 'Rahul' means 'obstacle'. Lord Buddha apparently referred to his son as a Rahul when his wife tried to use the excuse of his son to keep him from wandering off into the jungle to attain nirvana.
Of course, I could not contain my joy and without batting an eyelid informed the boy how he is so aptly named. Of course, the boy refusing to be slighted, immediately googled (damn you google!) and rattled off other meanings which were more to his liking like - conquerer of all miseries, moon, able, efficient, traveler. Blah.
Upon seeing how this was not stopping my cackling about him being THE OBSTACLE, he went for the sudden-death move.
He googled 'Priyanka' and oh, what might he find and then decide to be the meaning of the name ? 'The great one's wife' !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After this there really was no point to anything anymore. He wouldn't stop laughing.
So I just did what the more mature person in any relationship always does. I went and buried my face in the pillow and pretended to sleep. Blah.
Of course, I could not contain my joy and without batting an eyelid informed the boy how he is so aptly named. Of course, the boy refusing to be slighted, immediately googled (damn you google!) and rattled off other meanings which were more to his liking like - conquerer of all miseries, moon, able, efficient, traveler. Blah.
Upon seeing how this was not stopping my cackling about him being THE OBSTACLE, he went for the sudden-death move.
He googled 'Priyanka' and oh, what might he find and then decide to be the meaning of the name ? 'The great one's wife' !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After this there really was no point to anything anymore. He wouldn't stop laughing.
So I just did what the more mature person in any relationship always does. I went and buried my face in the pillow and pretended to sleep. Blah.
Friday, 11 June 2010
Rush of endorphin to the head
I have never thought of exercising as "fun" and I am wary of individuals who list "gymming/working out" as their hobby or favourite pass-time (just because....no, but I have my reasons, which I will explain, someday).
However, ever since I have decided to get healthier and fitter (read: lose weight for the wedding), I must admit that spending an hour in the gym right after work does make me feel rather buoyant.
Given my excellent track record of never pursuing a single thing due to my attention span of a corn cob, I am rather stoked by this change I am seeing in myself. I have been going to the gym diligently since February 2010 and still no signs of giving up. Now I could ascribe this to the forthcoming wedding but that would be too vain for my liking and hence untrue.
Like any good student of Stastics would inform you, one must begin with a hypothesis and an alternate hypothesis and then proceed to prove or disprove either or. So here goes (although, I must warn you, I really wasn't all that good at Statistics):
Hypothesis 1 - Going to the gym is fun. Very.
Hypothesis 2 - Going to the gym is fun. Not.
Hypothesis 1 - For:
1. It is the right thing to do.
2. It ensures a healthier life.
3. It makes you more active.
4. It takes off a few grams before the wedding.
Hypotheses 1 - Against:
1. All right things to do are not always fun things to do. All fun things to do are rarely the right things to do.
2. Healthier is relative.
3. Activity is over rated. A state of inactivity can be highly gratifying.
4. The wedding puts those few grams and then some kilos right back to new body-parts you were yet to discover.
Hypothesis 2 - For:
1. If it were fun I would not need a motivator (the wedding, and the mother's voice ringing in my ears "dekh, biye ta to ekbar i korbi, hopefully, chobi gulo kintu sharajibon dekhte hobe.") to do it. I have done far less funner things out of my own free will to know that.
2. It takes away from my book reading time.
3. It takes away from my chips eating time.
4. It takes away from my movie watching time.
5. It forces me to look at oddly shaped women butt-naked in the locker room.
6. It makes me ache.
And I really could go on and on, but then it would seem like I started the experiment with a bias, thereby hampering the outcome. So I shall move on.
Hypothesis 2 - Against:
1. Excellent release for pent up work-day-frustration.
2. Possibility of looking an inch thinner at the wedding.
Therefore, using the data as listed, minus any bias, I have succeed at being unsuccessful at determining WHY HAVE I NOT STOPPED GOING TO THE GYM YET ?!?!?!
Without taxing my over-worked (I burnt 600 calories today) self any further, I give you a convenient answer to my capital lettered-million dollar question - Endorphins.
Hence proved. (Not)
However, ever since I have decided to get healthier and fitter (read: lose weight for the wedding), I must admit that spending an hour in the gym right after work does make me feel rather buoyant.
Given my excellent track record of never pursuing a single thing due to my attention span of a corn cob, I am rather stoked by this change I am seeing in myself. I have been going to the gym diligently since February 2010 and still no signs of giving up. Now I could ascribe this to the forthcoming wedding but that would be too vain for my liking and hence untrue.
Like any good student of Stastics would inform you, one must begin with a hypothesis and an alternate hypothesis and then proceed to prove or disprove either or. So here goes (although, I must warn you, I really wasn't all that good at Statistics):
Hypothesis 1 - Going to the gym is fun. Very.
Hypothesis 2 - Going to the gym is fun. Not.
Hypothesis 1 - For:
1. It is the right thing to do.
2. It ensures a healthier life.
3. It makes you more active.
4. It takes off a few grams before the wedding.
Hypotheses 1 - Against:
1. All right things to do are not always fun things to do. All fun things to do are rarely the right things to do.
2. Healthier is relative.
3. Activity is over rated. A state of inactivity can be highly gratifying.
4. The wedding puts those few grams and then some kilos right back to new body-parts you were yet to discover.
Hypothesis 2 - For:
1. If it were fun I would not need a motivator (the wedding, and the mother's voice ringing in my ears "dekh, biye ta to ekbar i korbi, hopefully, chobi gulo kintu sharajibon dekhte hobe.") to do it. I have done far less funner things out of my own free will to know that.
2. It takes away from my book reading time.
3. It takes away from my chips eating time.
4. It takes away from my movie watching time.
5. It forces me to look at oddly shaped women butt-naked in the locker room.
6. It makes me ache.
And I really could go on and on, but then it would seem like I started the experiment with a bias, thereby hampering the outcome. So I shall move on.
Hypothesis 2 - Against:
1. Excellent release for pent up work-day-frustration.
2. Possibility of looking an inch thinner at the wedding.
Therefore, using the data as listed, minus any bias, I have succeed at being unsuccessful at determining WHY HAVE I NOT STOPPED GOING TO THE GYM YET ?!?!?!
Without taxing my over-worked (I burnt 600 calories today) self any further, I give you a convenient answer to my capital lettered-million dollar question - Endorphins.
Hence proved. (Not)
Thursday, 10 June 2010
World Cup 2010
T - 10 hours to a month full of bliss, excitement, anxiety, crying out loud, cheering out louder, hissing, scratching, kissing, glory !
The boy and I are all set with our top three picks and a REALLY funky excel sheet (Which we downloaded, as we are too lazy to make one ourselves, plus this one is just TOO awesome for words complete with formulas and everything. Of course, I changed the colours and font to make it our own. Ok fine, I am a Virgo.)
So the boy has: Brazil, Spain and Netherlands.
I have: Italy, Argentina and Germany.
Clearly, I shall emerge victorious and attain eternal glory.
Have a great World Cup y'all !
The boy and I are all set with our top three picks and a REALLY funky excel sheet (Which we downloaded, as we are too lazy to make one ourselves, plus this one is just TOO awesome for words complete with formulas and everything. Of course, I changed the colours and font to make it our own. Ok fine, I am a Virgo.)
So the boy has: Brazil, Spain and Netherlands.
I have: Italy, Argentina and Germany.
Clearly, I shall emerge victorious and attain eternal glory.
Have a great World Cup y'all !
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