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I'm having a very nice biscuit. All my friends are famous and busy. Or out of town. They are very talented. What'll happen when we're 45? God, I hope I don't have a Mrs. Havisham end to my life. I'm so paranoid about how boring I am. I'm going to see 'An affair to remember' right now. I wish I had an affair to remember. Maybe I won't see it now. I don't know. Oh..I hate it when food gets stuck between my teeth. I like tubris, chorkis and phuljhuris. I hate those bomb things. Never liked them. I like rockets too. But not dealing with them. Just seeing them. Especially those parachute types. Very cool. I haven't had an intelligent conversation with anyone in a really long time. Oh...I hate it when I'm so stupid. Isn't it terrible when some people think they are awfully clever? You can see it in their eyes. And they say the silliest things and still have that look in their eyes. And other people worship them because they have that look in their eyes. And then other people get that look in their eyes as well. Its a vicious cycle. "It's a vicious cycle"...a goddamn cliched phrase is what it is. I think I may have ruined a Kishore Kumar cd. Oh well.