Flurry of activities all of a sudden. Part I drawing to an end (chug-a-chug-a-chug-a-chug-upto-Aug14th). Home free pretty much by the 31st. Umm, there's the kaaj, the play, the last minute family bonding, post-op preps (*sigh*, not liposuction - but wouldn't that be nice) and the no brainer party to which everyone is invited. Whoever reads this blog, whoever does not, whoever is in the need of de-braining, de-stressing and de-inhibiting oneself, are invited. Only when and where, I have no clue. Madness, intoxication, crazy chicken and noise pollution promised. Carry your own puke bags, medication, booze and significant others. I am only half-kidding.
But really, everything's so bloody tame these days. I need something like that. You know, like when you wake up in the morning and go "oops". Ok, not really. But still, wild, stupid and not too expensive. Gawd, I sound 15 and Paris Hiltonish. But Whattodo. I'm living on sheddo bhat and Shakespeare. I am not going to justify any of this. Superficialty rocks.