oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know there was supposed to be method to my madness…
I left the instructions in the toolshed…
kuch nahin par kuch to hai
oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know there was supposed to be method to my madness…
I left the instructions in the toolshed…
dont’ make that face, you’ll scare your mirror…
it’s taken enough abuse already…
To all people who speak a language other than English: Ramadan Mubarak.
To all people who only speak English: Ramadabadaman Mubarak.
(No, I don’t mean to make fun of Ramadan, I’m just spelling it as I would visualize George Bush saying it).
Hello, what is this?
An idea, a thought.
A thought? How can that be? Could it be my own? I haven’t been thinking for a long time. What can explain the presence of this thought?
I am confused, bewildered and even more confused than the first confused in this sentence.
I have seen this somewhere before. Great, now I have to google my mind. As if being confused wasn’t bad enough.
Found. I saw this in a cartoon, an idea in a cartoon.
That’s right, I turned on a light bulb.
Wasn’t me after all.
adnan: I’ve spent more money on you than you’d like to think…
adnan: actually than I’d like to think…
adnan: it’s hurting my head just thinking about it…
person: i thought u would give me a better option
person: u being a computer whiz and all
person: and ure smooth way with women
adnan: my smooth way with women for sure…
adnan: that’s why they all slide away…
adnan: far away
wow, your hair look gorgeous!! now all you need is a good face to go with it…
You’ll be delighted to meet me, I know I was.
“hey, that was mean!”
“oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be mean, I just meant to be rude…”
someday I intend to do something productive…
today is not that day, tommorow won’t be either…
but someday… and eventually I’ll make a post which has real meaning…
of course I’ve forgotten the real meaning of real meaning…