I want to go to some quiet mufassil town and eat lunch - dal bhaat, take a shower with neem soap and sleep in a darkened room with shabby curtains and a quiet whirring fan. It's like a recurring fantasy in my head.
Anyway, I went to my third 'celebrity' interview - terribly underprepared, but managed alright I suppose. I was helped out by R, who knew 'chuanno' was 54 and I didn't (59, I thought!). I'm pathetic with Bangla numbers - I'm very confused between 40 and 60. Oh well.
I bought Barefoot in the Park today. I'm just in the mood for giddy romcoms. Didjya know Jane Fonda and I share the same birthday? Also Frank Zappa and Govinda. Brilliant no?
I really have nothing to say. Just got tired of seeing the same thing on the blog. I'm particularly thankful to one of my favourite bloggers for putting this up on her blog. It made my week, it really did.

Update:
I went to a cool, broken down house, and smoked up with R. Haha. I feel like a complete idiot when I boast about these things. But then, I am a complete idiot, so it's ok.