Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Raindrop needs answers and she needs them fast!

Will somebody explain to me what that picture has to do with the Indiatimes auction? It makes no sense to me, and it just looks very creepy. And she's not even pretty. If you're the woman in that picture, I'm just saying that because I'm jealous that you get to be in an ad and I don't.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Back by popular demand!!

I know some of you may not agree, but I think coffee can be fashioned into a meal. I usually like mine without cream (cream puts me to sleep rendering coffee useless), but on days when it's all the lunch I have time for, I get a latte. And then dump lots of creamer in it. And plenty of sugar because I need the energy. You'll never convince me that it's worse than McDonald's.

As some of you know, it's been a busy week. So here's a quick summary, and my take on it. Yes, like anyone cares about my life.

Coffee for lunch twice this week. Bad.
Four hours of sleep on average. Terrible.
Positive student evaluation of my teaching skills. Good.
Someone wrote 'HOT' in caps where it said 'What I liked about this TA'. Excellent.
Party at my house. Good.
J's friend didn't show up with weed. Bad.
Broke J's music system, and now have to buy her a new one. Terrible.
Ex came to visit. Excellent.
Blondeboy I made out with a month ago stared at me cozying up to my ex, and pointed and whispered in my general direction. Bad.
Got caught doing the Sudoku during a computer language workshop. Bad.
Claimed I was only doing the Sudoku because I wanted to create a Sudoku generator for my computer project. It worked. Excellent.
Missed a meeting yesterday. Bad.
Blogging when I should be working. Terrible. Ah, but it feels so good.
Ex is now ex ex. No comment.
Managed the time to watch a movie yesterday. Good.
Ex picked 'The Texas Chainsaw Massacre'. He'll pay for it, the asshole. I couldn't even watch some of that shit. The only time I can stand to watch mindlessly graphic violence is when it's the victim's turn to get even.

Oh, I like trenchcoats. And guns. You scared already? But my only trenchcoat is pink! Yes, I just love flashing my Goth credentials.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006


It's been called the most appallingly crude film EVER made.

And I can't wait to see it.

So which film am I talking about?

Random Raindrop trivia: I need my men to be at least half a foot taller than me. You tall men rock, especially the ones that totally tower over me. It's indescribably hot! So I've decided that my mission for this month is to make out with a black guy. A basketball player, perhaps. Yummy..

Somehow, I'm just not attracted to East Asian men. Which reminds me of a funny story..

Now I'm not big on stereotypes, but the last time I was driven by a chinese dude, he had his girlfriend play navigator. They took turns looking back, and would exchange frenzied shouts, leading Jose* and me, sitting in the back, to believe that we were about to be hit by a very large truck. This happened about twenty times. We soon realized their shouts coincided with lane changes. They were terrified, I could see beads of sweat dripping down their faces. They later revealed to us that they missed exits very often not because they FORGOT to take the exits, but because they were too scared to switch lanes to GET to the exits. Now they're probably the nicest people alive, and they were very safe, but it was funny how completely TERRIFIED they were! Ah, I'll shut up here, lest this turns to MY driving. (Yes, asshole**, you're the best driver I know. I love how you make parallel parking seem so effortless!)

* Name changed on request. Well, not really, he doesn't know about my blog, nor do I want him to. But his name is as generically Mexican as Jose.

** Name not changed despite request. Asshole's a good name for him. The other names I had for him make him sick, now that it's over.