i’m back

after a brief hiatus, i’m back with more conspiracy theories, dead onions and a somewhat less inflated opinion of my self. ok. none of the above is true. except for the ‘dead onions’ bit. they really did die. RIP dead onions. i shall remember thee.

i really enjoyed these past couple of weeks. watched some great movies, had lots of fun with my friends and i’ve finally become happy. for the first time in my life, i was honest with my family and its lifted a load off my shoulders. more details on the matter will not be given in this forum. but i’m glad the truth’s out. i feel free.

anyway, i’ve been thinking- what if i write a book about my ‘aliens, vikings and ducks’ conspiracy theory? you guys think anyone will buy it? it’ll definitely be something different. i think its a good idea. the introduction to my book will be written by Doofenschmirtz in the language of ‘pure evil’. i’m thinking of asking my useless friends to guest write a few chapters. wow, i really need to get a life.

P.S- the post is tagged with ‘sex’, ‘boobs’ and ‘booze’ just for fun. i apologize to all those who thought they’d just found paradise. you perverts!

popcorn, onions and unemployment pangs

i found a recipe for spicy caramel popcorn the other day. aching to make it. the best thing about the recipe is its simplicity. its posted on this food blog- smittenkitchen.com. the author, Deb, has got to be one of the best cooks ever. in other popcorn related news, adlabs now has 12 different flavours of popcorn including wasabi! can’t wait to try it out.

moving on to the next topic of interest-onions. i’ve been planting onions for the last 4 months. actually gave each onion a name. then again, naming inanimate things is a hobby of mine. the longest crack on wall is named Jean-Paul. isn’t that normal? anyway, my fascination with onions has led my mother to believe that i will marry some sort of onion farmer if not become one myself. come to think of it, i wouldn’t really mind marrying an onion farmer. how bad could it be?

so, i’ve been having unemployment pangs lately. my best friend, creep (yes, that’s her name) works for an NGO that helps stray dogs, another friend works for red bull. i sincerely request them to quit their jobs. i don’t like my ‘jobless’ status being threatened by stupid teens. i like pretending that recession affects the job opportunities for 18 year olds in a major way. let me live in my innocence so quit now or suffer my wrath.

P.S- is ‘olds’ a word?