Jacko, my faithful tagger, has done it again. (this one's for TAAM, gimme five, man!)
On to more interesting people...ME, for instance.
I am thinking about...
how tags are SO last year!
I said...
It's not all okay. But it's all okay. (think about THAT!)
I want to...
Walk on a beach and feel small beside the majesty of the ocean.
I wish...
I could read the minds of some people.
I hear...
tomato prices have gone up again. (Is this true?)
I wonder...
why I just brought up the tomatoes!
I regret...
not having played enough sport in the past four years.
I am...
wondering who came up with this tag!!
I dance...
like no-one's watching. I mean...WHEN no-one's watching. I make sure they don't.
I sing...
all the time. Sometimes just inside my head.
I cry...
when I feel overwhelmed or extremely happy or helpless or deeply sad or...
I am not always...
This boring. Sometimes I am...*yawn* what was I saying?
I make with my hands...
two thumbs up to the guys who came up with the remote control.
I write...
whenever I feel like. (but you knew that already)
I confuse...
people when I try to tell jokes...I tend to get into the technicalities, hence killing the humour slowly but surely.
I need...
to make myself clear.
And finally...
how high ARE those tomato prices???
On demand, this tag is passed on to one busybee who's rather lazy these days.
On to more interesting people...ME, for instance.
I am thinking about...
how tags are SO last year!
I said...
It's not all okay. But it's all okay. (think about THAT!)
I want to...
Walk on a beach and feel small beside the majesty of the ocean.
I wish...
I could read the minds of some people.
I hear...
tomato prices have gone up again. (Is this true?)
I wonder...
why I just brought up the tomatoes!
I regret...
not having played enough sport in the past four years.
I am...
wondering who came up with this tag!!
I dance...
like no-one's watching. I mean...WHEN no-one's watching. I make sure they don't.
I sing...
all the time. Sometimes just inside my head.
I cry...
when I feel overwhelmed or extremely happy or helpless or deeply sad or...
I am not always...
This boring. Sometimes I am...*yawn* what was I saying?
I make with my hands...
two thumbs up to the guys who came up with the remote control.
I write...
whenever I feel like. (but you knew that already)
I confuse...
people when I try to tell jokes...I tend to get into the technicalities, hence killing the humour slowly but surely.
I need...
to make myself clear.
And finally...
how high ARE those tomato prices???
On demand, this tag is passed on to one busybee who's rather lazy these days.
After a series of fake-posts, I realised I couldn't fool my readers any more...(yes, the two of you who still come to check for an update...thank you!). Here's my little trial at a comeback...hoping to entice you with this new template. (AND buy time to think of material for a REAL post.)
Most of my blogger-buds who were very active back in those days when the Indian government didn't try to kill our fun, have become rather quiet these days. One of them was heard saying, "I'm trying to get a life offline." (yes, there IS such a thing, who knew??) I'm hoping he didn't take tips from Opal Mehta.
Here's me signing off, hoping to follow this post(!) up with yet ANOTHER tag, and then hopefully back to the usual posting. (yes yes I hear the cheering!!)
Most of my blogger-buds who were very active back in those days when the Indian government didn't try to kill our fun, have become rather quiet these days. One of them was heard saying, "I'm trying to get a life offline." (yes, there IS such a thing, who knew??) I'm hoping he didn't take tips from Opal Mehta.
Here's me signing off, hoping to follow this post(!) up with yet ANOTHER tag, and then hopefully back to the usual posting. (yes yes I hear the cheering!!)
