My Beloved

I realize this blog has had an altogether lack of chagrin (or anything else at all) despite being killed by the ladies. Suffice to say Celine Dion could be singing that horrid song involving the mouse and bird and her scary nose, as, contrary to what this chap (and others) would have to say, I am still very much alive. I am also very upset that so many of you have password-protected your damn blogs. I want the damn password damnit. Or invite. Whatever. Damnit.

Speaking of mice, I have a new toy, a very sexy little item by the name of M570RU-U which reeks of awesome. For those so inclined, T9300 Core2Duo 2.5ghz, 4GB ram, 512MB nVidia 9800m gts, 17" wuxga (1920x1200) screen, and Blu-Ray. Wheeee!

I won't promise to update again very soon, as there's always a chance I just won't get around to it. Now I'm not busy, and I'm not gleefully unemployed, I'm just unemployed, and quite tired of it.(Consider this a subliminal message. PLEASE FIND ME A JOB!) I'm also quite tired of being away from a certain lady, and no, that lady isn't my favorite-est city in the whole wide India (Bombay for those of you that missed the post that sat up here for eight months), but she is in said favorite-est city. Now let's all say it together and get it out of our systems, Awwwwwwww, Reno's in lowe.

This lovely lady I'm very much in love with happens to be a good foot shorter than me, (so all those lambu-ji jokes this chick made may be brought around again) and a rather promising two years older than me (compared to my track record of five-ish) and may it be mentioned, she's rather dashing. Very much so. She's been a hit with the family, including the sister who up until now has been inclined to possess nothing but pure liquid hate for any and all of the last dozen(s), and with all the friends who've encountered her (I won't say much about hearing her voice, as she didn't use it too much around the aforementioned sister) who've consistently had something to say about the sheer unadulterated happy that's been dancing its way across my features and overlong gait. I also got on rather well with her folks and received an invite over my upcoming trip down to cook in their kitchen. I got around to meeting them last Feb when I went down to spend our birthdays together (hers is two days after mine).

Now this lovely lady is very lovable. I love her, and so should you. I mean not as much as I do, and not in the ways I express it to her either, but she's very very lovable. So love her for loving me. Also, the presence of this lovely lady has introduced an immense sense of urgency to find myself a job in my favorite-est city as she lives there and while visiting or being visited by her for a week every couple weeks while unemployed is fun, I suppose it would be even better while I had a way to earn my keep as I'd definitely be in the same city for a longer period of time.

Right then, I'm here, and I will write again, just not immediately. Or maybe I will write immediately. Only one way to find out. I'll also be in Bombay for a little over a week at the end of this month, so Bombay crowd, help me find a job, Pwease. The lovely lady and I will be very grateful, and we'll be happy to share some of the buffets we love so much with you. Including one where they have all these awesome dips and stuff.

Oh and those of you with invite-only blogs. I want in. Sniff.