Riviera's finally up. Whew...!

Slept early again last night. Or this morning. 6 am. Was tweaking my lappy a little too much, maybe. You wouldn't realize it runs on Windows one of these days.
Woke up at 2. Post mid?? Is that what pm stands for? I could google it, but I'd prefer having someone tell me. Humans are social creatures.

Had a shower, went to the laundry. Put in a gulf-calling booster in my cell to call home. Saves a lotta cash. A penny saved is a step closer to the ultimate accessories for your lappy.
But later realized you need to have more than INR1.50 in your balance to use that booster crap, cuz I had 1.36 in my balance, but the call just wouldn't go. Realized why later.

Actually wore a shirt today. Harsh too. He's the one who told me to, in the first place. Thought DJ night meant unlim. dancing and booze. There was dancing, but hell, I don't listen to Tamil party tracks, no way. And don't even think about booze. And Amitav, Kiran et moi were just roaming around the place, meeting a couple of friends, hi's, byes, every few minutes.
Sad, each one of us is single. I'm DEFINITELY not regretting leaving my EX-girlfriend, though.
Someday, I might just regret saying that, but about that, I'm skeptical.

Not much else. Edited some tiny bits in this blogger html. The arrows that bulleted the post titles originally are now A's. And there's a Cartman pic at the bottom-right of this page that brings you to the top whenever you click it. Try it. Thanks to...crap, I forgot who told me how to add that.

And I tried a couple of backgrounds, but eventually stuck to the classic navy blue shit. Its not bad when you look at it. Squinting your eyes. From 4 feet away. At angle of 67.3° to the LCD normal. Upside down.

Just signed up on LinkedIn.com. Dunno how its gonna help me, but lotta people i know are on it, so jumped the bandwagon.

Sad, seriously. I ended up in the wrong class with the right people. Twice. FRIG!!

Someone asked me today:
How many surgeons does it take to change a lightbulb?

The right answer was:
None. They just wait for a suitable donor and do a filament transplant.

Sick.

Song of the day: Icebox, by Omarion. FRIGGIN AWESOME!!

Matin.